In her dressing room, Lassie was preparing for the next number. She sat topless and made up her elastic nipples. When Dylan entered, she made no attempt to cover her nakedness.

- Can I talk to you? Do you know a man with binoculars, Lessi?

She twisted her nipples between her fingers to evenly lay down her makeup and they became even larger.

- His name is Ares Mitronelli, and he is the most terrible womanizer.

Dylan got the hope to learn more than he could have expected. He already considered this man an unsolved mystery. And suddenly the girl told him what she knew about this man.

- How do you know all this? - Dylan asked with disbelief.

- Terry told. She often visited with Ares. Do you know that he is a crazy madman?

Dylan should have confessed that he did not know that.

“Ares has a luxury villa in the suburbs of London and Terry went there with him many times and always returned home with bruises on his body and black circles under his eyes. You can imagine what kind of orgies there were. She shot one of them with a movie camera. I also saw this movie.

Lassie blushed slightly. She got up and undidly took off her panties, revealing a bare, plump, clean-shaven crotch with small but clearly visible sex lips. She spread her legs wide apart, flexibly moving her lower body, and put on her “quality” sex. She was not at all embarrassed that the grown hairs were sticking out on both sides with a triangular scrape. Smiling, she said:

“Sandro tells me that I should shave better.” But do men pay attention to the hairs?

- I think that what is below the hair interests them more.

Lassie gently moved her hips, so that her magnificent breasts gently swung. Dylan noticed that Lessy's nipples were still strained, even though she had stopped massaging them. He himself remained calm. Lassie looked at Dylan for a moment.

- If you want, after my number we will go to my house and I will show you this film. You will see the man you are looking for.

“I'll wait for you,” said Dylan to Lessie.

An hour later, Dylan sat by Lessie and watched a film that was undoubtedly pornographic. The room was in darkness. Dylan knew that Lessie was naked. A little scree covered the most intimate part of her body.

Technically, the film was high class. It began with a stage where three naked men lay on their backs in a wide bed. It was Terry, the blonde and Ares Mitronelli.

- Do you know why is blonde here? - asked Lessie Dylan.

He shook his head.

“Because Terry is a lesbian.” You will soon be convinced of this.

And this followed immediately. Terry put her hand between the blondes of the blondes and she let her long fingers with a gray-red manicure, covered with varnish, slip into her labia. The blonde spread her thighs even wider. She slightly trembled. Like Terry, the blonde was clean-shaven between her legs. They both looked like women and girls at the same time. The blonde obviously took care of Terry eagerly. It was noticeable that Terry was even more excited. The nipples of her breasts became molded, although no one touched them, and the sexual lips swelled and opened.

“Look how excited the blonde is,” Lessie whispered to Dylan and her eyes sparkled with desire.

In the frame now was one hand of Terry, who separated another blonde thighs. Her swollen, sticky lips between gorgeous white thighs were visible. Even more close-ups showed how Terry’s small finger extended the lips of the sex lips, and gently, with pleasure, slid into the moist, wide-open vulva. He dug there in the folds, spreading his lips even wider and exposing the scarlet, tensely protruding clitoris. In even more approximation, one could see how the clitoris grows under Terry’s fingers, and how his naked head thrilled.

Dylan's member is already up.This confirmed that the film was practically strong in general, Dylan was not easy to excite, but now he was actually a masturbation sitting next to Lassie.

Terry's finger, glistening with mucus, increasingly slid over the head of the clitoris, the blonde began to nervously move her hips and backwards in incredible pleasure. The viewer could clearly see the blonde jerk convulsively at the end of the orgasm. Her body arched, lifting the vagina to Terry's skilful finger, which plunged between the sexual lips into the flaming blonde's vulva.

Now it is the turn of the blonde to be an active partner. But she applied not a finger, but a mouth. The blonde stretched Terry's thighs so wide that swollen genitals were right in front of the lens. Terry's clitoris tensed, began to quiver and grow, and became scarlet. The blonde grabbed Terry's clitoris with her thick lips and began to suck and bite him according to all the rules of lesbian love. And Terry certainly enjoyed it. Her whole body convulsed, her mouth dilated. She began to move her hips and back energetically. During the orgasm, Terry opened her mouth wide: she was probably screaming something. And Dylan regretted that the movie was dumb.

While Terri was still shaking in the convulsions of an orgasm, the camera moved to the other side of the bed and showed a close-up of the standing member of Ares. Hairy testicles, small and springy, lay between the hips of the blonde. Ares' dick stuck out like a stake, with extreme, drawn back flesh, he trembled with desire. Lassie sighed loudly when she saw this member.

A white female hand appeared in the frame, ready to grab something. She slowly moved and finally reached the bare head of the penis. It is as if hesitantly, the hand slid down from the bare head, then up, rose and touched the moist head of the penis. Fingers joined and firmly wrapped a member. Then they pulled the skin back, and began to move up and down evenly. But the film has not shown yet the face of Ares Mitronelli. And Dylan was looking forward to when he saw him.

At that moment, when a milky white liquid spurted from a member and ran down her white female hand, Lessie sighed heavily. She no longer tried to hide her movements with her hips. Dylan envied her ability to move her ass. Women can do this much easier than men. They can move their thighs, wherever they are, while a man needs to remove his penis from his trousers.

Three in the film now lay relaxed, and now you can see the face of a man. But it was not easy, since there were magnificent women nearby with sexual organs exposed to parade. But professional pride took over, although he felt a tense cock in his pants. Dylan looked at the screen again. The blonde lay on her back and caressed the male member. And he began to grow, tremble and strain under her caresses. When he completely stood up she pulled off the foreskin, exposing the head, bent over him and caressed his sensitive skin with a playful tongue. A man moved her member to meet. He began to stroke his female lips with a finger. He opened them, exposing the clitoris and began to gently massage him. He caressed the clitoris until the blonde fell back, spread her legs wide. She pressed her knees to her chest so that her labia became completely open. She pulled Ares toward herself. Then she wrapped her fingers around his excited cock and inserted his wet head between her plump, trembling genitals.

The viewer could clearly see how the head slid along the tip of the clitoris, went deep into the vagina. It was truly wonderful camera work.

While Ares was taking out and inserting his dick into the vagina of a blonde completely distraught with desire with slow movements, his right hand found Terry's wet lips. The tip of his finger massaged the clitoris until she, almost deprived of feelings from pleasure, squeezed his hand between the elastic thighs.

Neither Dylan nor Lassie hid her excitement when the film ended and the light went out.Lassie rushed to the detective and put her hand on his dick. She felt him stand, lifting the coarse fabric of his uniform. Dylan was excited too.

When he went to call Scotland Yard, when he returned he saw that Lassie was already in bed, waiting for him. She was naked and, spreading her legs wide apart, she was massaging her clitoris, which was sticking up and trembling between her labia and lips.

- Well, go quickly, I'm so excited. I'm burning between the thighs, let me suck it. I want it. Lassie ripped off her clothes. She convulsively pulled out a member, already excited, and squeezed him so that he blushed like varnish on her nails. With greed, she grabbed the head with her mouth and began to suck on it until Dylan felt a hot rush of semen in her lower abdomen. Then she pulled the head of the penis out of her mouth. For some time she looked at her with burning eyes, and then pulled Dylan toward herself. She inserted a member between the sexual lips.

Lassie was like a steam bath, wet, hot, she inserted and removed Dylan's cock, rotating her hips all the time. And he, getting more and more excited, each time went deeper and deeper into Lassie's fire-breathing vagina. Even before Dylan had finished, she skillfully wrapped his back with his legs and pressed herself against him, spreading her thighs wide so that he felt another soft lips deep in her vagina with the head of her cock ...