You get to start your own secret album

"Sure... fine... absolutely." Emma says with a big grin, waiting for you to give her the go-sign. And so you nod.

She flies into the store like a whirlwind, pummeling through the door, running up to Jennifer, backing her body up against the glass, dropping to her knees, and shoving her face back into the older actress's swollen, wet cunt.

You follow casually, grabbing your phone. It's funny how, now that you're all three in the store, it feels like there's no longer a daring exhibitionist thing happening. Even though Emma is eating Jennifer's pussy out, against the big front window.

Jennifer moans as you squat down close to the action to make sure you get a good picture of Emma's eager tongue buried deep in pussy.

You get another good picture of Emma kissing and licking Jennifer's thighs.

You get another good picture of Emma playfully clamping her teeth down on Jennifer's black bush, and giving it a tug.

You get another good picture as Emma takes her tongue on a marathon journey, up Jennifer's abdomen, past her navel, past her nipples, across her sweaty body to land in her right armpit.

What an evening, it's never going to end.

You get a great picture as Jennifer flips herself around and spreads her ass, so Emma can experience the joy of licking all of her holes.

You get a good picture when Jennifer attempts to return the favor, licking Emma's ass, and then her twat.

You say 'fuck it' and hit record, getting a video of your creampie pouring out onto Jennifer's tongue, and then pouring into Emma's mouth, as the two movie stars share the seed of the man responsible for what must be their best night in a long damn time.

And then, like all things, it comes to an end. You learn that Jennifer curses as she cums. She takes three deep breaths and then whispers "fuuck," repeating the only word she seems to know to say. You learn that Emma makes a series of loud, manic squeaks as she cums. You're not sure if you've ever seen a happier girl's face than Emma's as her body releases its pleasure.

The clean up is awkward. The actresses grab their clothes and say little. Jennifer gives Emma a kiss before she jumps into her car and takes off. Emma calls a friend to pick her up. "She's used to it" She says, insisting she not trouble you any more. You want to object, but what more can you say or do. This has been the greatest night of your life. You need not make any more demands of it.

And you're alone, shaking your head, smiling to yourself, replaying the events of the past few hours, days, weeks. Simply amazing. You feel sorry for the next girl you go on a date with.

Nothing will ever compare to this.