Chris had the camera aimed straight at her. The video camera lay on the floor next to him, surprisingly unharmed. Milf sex Charlie looked around to see a ring of men surrounding her, all naked, stroking their cocks, licking their lips. She grabbed the tablet off the bed. “Charlie, what the hell is-?” Cait shook as she spoke. One had got his rocks off to a cheeky pic of her ass and they’d planned to get a little more. Running her hands around the back of her head, she unfastened the strap, and pulled the leather from her mouth. Charlie screamed out as she fell down the stairs, landing on her arm, then hip, then onto the back of her head, causing her eyes to roll back in her head, blacking out. Cait was stood there, wearing a yellow bikini top, and a flowing blue and yellow sarong, holding a tote bag with 3 pizza boxes in. I will review footage in the morning to check if these were reality.
