I’m much more outgoing than Bec.” Then she bit her lip and she said, “I have to admit that lately I’ve found out that Bec might not have many ...riends but the friends she does have are really good people. I might have more friends than her but I’ve found out that a lot of them aren’t very good friends.”Then she sighed and she said, “I guess that means I have to make some new friends and be a bit more careful in who I choose.”Then she grinned. “Also Bec is much bossier than I am. I don’t like. “Told you she would be a good fuck didn’t ?” Mark said with a laugh.“Her cunt is so fucking tight bro you gotta have some I tell you.” Tom cried.“I want her fucking shit hole as well mate.” Mark replied, “Wait till we get the others round here she is gonna love it I tell you.”The thought of them handing me round their friends horrified me. But right now my main concern was the orgasm that was crashing up from my stomach and with a huge scream out of my mouth. Throwing the cock out like I had. But I would wouldn't have gotten an erection out of you if I'd administered the punishment first." Saying this she hit me with a longer pulse of anal shock. During the sex I'd almost forgotten the dildo was still inside me. I blanked for some period of time, and woke up still tied spread eagle face up. She was doing something to my genitals. My insides were in such agony that I couldn't actually feel what she was doing beyond the fact that she was doing something, but apparently she was. I knew I could never do that, because just looking at Her photos in Escort or Peaches magazines made me cum in my pants, so there was no way I could hold it seeing Her pose for real, and everyone was bound to notice. I'd be embarrassed and humiliated and kicked out, I thought. I often went into photo studios, usually in Soho, or once Miss Debbie Ann Trent's studio in Stoke, and asked if they had any spare photos. The girls on reception were usually very nice about it, but never had spare pics,.