He was the winner in the guys category." Yeah," she said. "I didn't win either, although I stayed until the end. I got drunk there and was too bombed ...o realize what was going on until the next day."There was silence for a few moments as they each contemplated the memories that had been dredged up. "So," Eric finally said, "how about you give me Miss Mitchell's phone number so I can call her up and tell her to take a flying fuck at a mainframe? That'll actually feel pretty good." I could do. That was all we agreed to. a first time meeting with some flirtation and see where things go from there. but instead he had an ironclad grip on my hair and was fucking my mouth viciously. I looked up to see he had taken out his cell phone and was filming as he worked my head up and down on his warm throbbing cock. all I could do was try my best to breath as he used my mouth as his own personal cock sleeve. after a few minutes that felt a lot longer than that I felt his cock slip out of my mouth. It is either do what Ben wants or he will send me to jail and not just any jail, but to prison." Well I did say you would try and put a nice spin on it." It's true Jim, Ben is blackmailing me." Who the hell is Ben and what did you do that is so terrible that he can send you to jail?" Ben is a cop and I didn't do anything, but that won't matter because Ben says he can make it happen and I believe him." I suppose I'd better listen after all. What the hell is going on?"Kim took a deep breath and. She had him go back to the window, and go through the same poses as before. She licked her lips, which had suddenly gone dry, as she looked over the camera at his raw male appeal.She took him all over the house, and then outside the house, taking picture after picture of his naked form, holding tools, leaning against a tree, bent over, as if he was picking something up, and various other poses. Throughout it all, she felt more and more passion building in her, as he let her manipulate him.Back.