I pounded, her hips slammed into the table and she cried out. I pounded, her hips slammed into the table and she screamed “Ah Yes”. I pounded, her...hips slammed into the table and she screamed “Ah yes, fuck me”. We had achieved synchronicity. Every time I pounded home she begged to be fuck and before long she was exploding. She came in waves that wracked her body relentlessly and with each wave she screamed, “Yes, God yes”. It was then I realized I was getting soaked. She actually squirted and. “No, not Tracy. This shit is too graphic, too demeaning. And we can’t forget the shit Sid did to her. That’s the key. Seeing these videos, watching herself get banged on during that weekend at Sid’s would tear her up, and no way she’d be fine with it being available for a fee. She may be a nympho, an addict, but she’d never prostitute herself.”“And let’s not forget that Tina and her husband must have had a big part to play in putting this stuff up on the web,” Mel pointed out. “Except for some. She balked at this and told me to not be silly and get changed in my room with her. I then thought fuck it, no more need for politeness then. I took off my shirt and shoes and reached into my cupboard to grab the bottle of red I’d got in. I opened it and she laughed as I poured it into a glass each for us. She took a mouthful and swallowed licking her lips slowly as she stared at my naked chest. She unbuttoned her shirt and slid it off her shoulders, exposing her black laced bra beneath. My. Then Phillip cleared the table. He'd asked me to call him Phil, but I hadn't completely wrapped my mind around that yet since I'd been thinking of him as Phillip for almost two months. Phil washed the dishes while I dried.While Phillip was washing, I noticed that he was very amused about something."Okay, what's up?" I asked. "What's so funny?" I was thinking that more people should spy on each other," he said chuckling. "It's a great icebreaker. With everyone else I've ever met I had to learn.