"I think I do," he said.She turned to look at him. The question in her eyes was obvious.Roger felt like the world was about to tear apart as he decide... to say what was on his mind. Wasn't that what Bob had said to do? She might run screaming from the room, but maybe that wouldn't be so terrible. At least it would be over, and this tension would break. He took a deep breath."I think we're attracted to each other," he said softly.The look on her face was priceless. First there was shock, followed. “Yes, just don’t show them to anyone else” I pleaded. “Okay then, pick up the photos from the ground with your mouth then!” one said. I began to crawl across the ground to each picture and as I bent closer to pick each up, I could hear the familiar click and motor of the camera, and then would see another picture drop to the ground. The first few photos were of me as I walked down the path with the small towel wrapped around me, then pictures of me after I had fallen and was lying on the ground. Than he drove his cock in and I was completely filled. I didn't realize how tight I was and he was taking no mercy I had been to depressed to masturbate lately but with the slippery bj he had just received and my natural response to cock it seemed like we would be ok. He pounded my pussy deep and relentlessly while I bucked beneath him. Oh it had been to long I couldn't help it I was moaning and pleading for more, harder, deeper. I couldn't believe it at first it was so humiliating here I. . well, I'd likely wind up dead, but I wouldn't be any deader than it looked like was in store for me anyway.But she added a bunch of refinements that I hadn't thought of. The most important one was something that had never even entered my mind, but which she figured was critical: I needed to set the stage. I'd vaguely envisioned completing everything and then walking into a police station or FBI headquarters or someplace cold and proudly presenting them with my fait accompli; but from.