When Sabrina took his cock between her lips, Josh instinctively closed his eyes. His mind pictured Emma sucking on his cock, but that image couldn't hold long: he knew his wife, and that wasn't her, he could have told it with no doubt. It wasn't a matter of better of worse, it was just different 'handling', if that was the correct word.<br/><br/>Opening his eyes again the man saw the busty woman licking his shaft, the sight alone could have pushed him really close to the edge. Unluckily, or maybe luckily in those circumstances, Peter was just taking a close up of his cock, and the presence of the camera turned out like a cold shower. Feeling that his cock was going to soften, and fearing to not perform on the level, he grabbed Sabrina nape and pushed her head towards him, his dick deeper in her mouth, ignoring Peter's direction.