There was some white stuff dotting her pubes. I scrolled down. More white stuff was dribbling out of her pussy. I realised that I was looking at my ma...e's cum dripping out of his girlfriend's just fucked pussy, and what's more, she had happily let him take pictures of that! And not just one. The next few photos were various close up shots of her spreading her pussy lips and his cum running out of her, and various other sexual poses. Perhaps thirty in all. Cameras weren't great on phones back. They marched four abreast up the rear access ramp of the transport, gripping on to hastily improvised handholds that dangled from the roof of the cargo hold. Huxley and Emily followed Sleeper, who would serve as their pilot, into the cockpit.It took several attempts but eventually the two powerful engines exhaled a plume of dense, black smoke and burst into life. Sleeper allowed them to rotate for several minutes until they ran evenly, filling the cabin with a steady drone."We go in three. It brought no memories back, it was a free and easy laugh, something that I not only appreciated but was compelled to join. ‘Think nothing of it, but if you cause any destruction here, I may be forced to call you Denise! Unless there is something else I can call you! And Please – Call me James.’ There was that comfortable period as laughter dies, it seems to be a defining moment in friendships. ‘Erryn, please call me Erryn.’ She did not search for a tissue to dab at her eyes, did not worry. I asked her straight out if there was someone else if that was the reason for her buying her Red dress that started all of this. She assured me it wasn’t and told me that one night when I got caught up at the office she was home alone and horny masturbating but couldn’t get off so she pulled out her laptop to watch porn to help get herself off and that one of the girls in the video she was watching was wearing the same dress and that she found her dress attractive.My mind raced, was my wife.