Agreed it was all under duress, but still he’d facilitated it. He still did not want it happening too often, but now it was over, he did at least feel a little more at peace again. “So... does that mean we’re all ok on this now?” He looked beseechingly up at his boss, knowing that Terry did still hold all the aces. He stood up straight, only just remembering to deal with his own wet cock, tits still hanging out through his fly. “You’ll get rid of that film and everything?” The older man stroked a podgy hand over his asian face, as if smoothing an invisible beard, but feeling only stubble against his palm. His piggy eyes shimmered down at the heap of the amateur girl, still practically naked from the chest down, and wondered if he could really say goodbye to her forever. “Yeah sure...” He said finally. He turned to shake Phil’s hand, but secretly this was not the end of the matter for him. He just had to play this one very carefully. If Phil suspected that he was going to be permanently blackmailed over this, he might start to act dangerously. Terry was certainly not going to delete the video. He would keep this little card up japan his sleeve, to bring out whenever he felt like using Kiara for the evening again. He would need a while to recover from this little episode for now anyway. Phil thought that once he’d gotten this handshake, he would’ve felt calmed. But if anything it made him more uneasy. The other man’s grip was weak and Phil thought he could see something wild going on behind his shifty little eyes. For the moment, he just put it down to his own paranoia. Right now he was just very relieved to have this evening over with. He’d even got to cum down Kiara’s throat again, and now voyeur all he had to do was get her driven home and shipped off to bed as quickly as possible. Then life could return to normal for them all. Kiara heard them shaking hands over her prone body, her vision too blurred to even make them out anymore. Exhausted, she shut her eyes and tried to ignore them. Her head was pounding from her trauma and her weeping, her hearing still impaired. The sun eventually set, but tits voyeur with the cloudy overhang, we lost the light before it even reached the horizon. “All scrubbed clean. A stone angel stood to the right of the door as a silent (and ineffective) guardian to this dank and dismal place of death. My sister reached japan up and put her fingers on his chin, turning his face back to her. She just chuckled, I couldn't believe it. Chris’ eyes were locked on Nicole as she walked away from us. I was delighted to find that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Or near enough. I stared at it as Tammy slipped off my daughter's face, revealing her flushed, pussy-soaked features. "I suggest you sleep or I might have to put the both of you under again." “I want this inside me before you blow your load” I didn’t recall what to ask. “Yeah, I love that.” I told her. I pressed my cock against the MILF's cunt. I pulled amateur it asian from the back seat and found in it a pint of Fireball.