I tried to cover my eyes but the flashes temporarily blinded me.
“Smile for a family shot,” sniggered Chloe, pointing her lens at us again, carefully checking exposure and composition.
“Wait!” Snapped Simone, and put two fingers on the head of my cock, wiping ropes of cum onto them.
Then she held up both fingers, gently spread them apart so the cum hung between her long glossy nails, unabashed, posing for her portrait.
I lay still, bewildered with what was going on.
FLASH, click, FLASH, click!
Then, with a defiant look on her face, Simone brought her fingers to her lips, licked the cum from her nails into her mouth and swallowed.
FLASH, click, FLASH, click!
“Now you two sluts can fuck off,” she said to her paparazzi pals, “If you tell anyone about this, the principal will hear all about your three in a bed romp with the course tutor. And I’ll spread the word you’ve both got chlamydia!”
“You wouldn’t!” they said in unison.
Simone gave them a look that said ‘try me!’
And they left, drawing the seat curtain and closing the van doors quietly behind them.
“Three in a bed with our course tutor?” I said.
“Don’t ask!” replied Simone, “but I videoed it!”
Chapter 10
After a few seconds, Simone moved around and lay prostrate across my body. Her legs on my legs, her breasts on my chest, her arms following the line of mine. Our lips brushed, licked, and we began playfully biting and sucking.
Simone seemed to be getting aroused again with the feel of my hairy body. She began rubbing and gyrating against me.
Her hands searched up and down my arms and legs before reaching under us and burying her fingernails in the bush of my cock.
Just then my smartphone buzzed in response to a new text message. I slowly broke the embrace searching for my trousers.
Eventually I located my phone and Simone slid over to one side, her tits still pressed hard against me, the bush of her cunt against my wet thigh and one leg still over mine. She was studying me intently.
I thumbed in my passcode and tapped the message icon.
I glanced at Simmi who mouthed `Who us it from?`
I shrugged my shoulders and opened the message.
At first I didn’t recognise the sender.
But it didn’t take me more than a few second to realise it was a message and attachment from Sue. She had wisely set up a new account for our conversations.
I smiled at the humour in her new cryptic email address. She had adopted the name ‘Red Milf’.
Smart woman. It read:
Darling Silverback. Good news. I’ve finished my period so my other lips are ready for kissing (see photo).
Can’t wait for you to fuck me tonight.
Your Red MILF
Scrolling down I was stunned to see she had taken an intimate selfie with her camera phone.
It had been taken sitting down on a red plastic office chair and framed her open legs, the tops of her stockings and suspenders just visible. But front and centre, in perfect focus was her beautiful shaved cunt.
My trouser friend was awake again and ordering more blood to fill my penis. And Simone noticed my reactions.
The picture was naturally for my eyes only, but Simone stretched across, curious to see what I was looking at.