.. "I put in spermicide... Let's have fun!"Then, over taken by those words, I began to play with her pussy with my right hand while I continued to ass...ult her chest with my mouth. She let out a couple cute moans as she began to buck wildly, wildly on my cock. She got wetter, and wetter, almost as though she was almost there but couldn't quite reach it. She let out a hot, loud moan, and for a second I thought she had reached orgasm but no, she hadn't quite yet. "That's it," my mind shouted, as I. "As Pauline was explaining Bob flicked the lid of the box open with his foot, "What's this, ropes, gags, photos?" he bent and picked a handful out photos out. Pauline was quick, she went to move, but Terry grabbed her ankles, "You stay put; remember the promise."There was panic in her frightened voice, "No, no please put them back, please, I'm begging you."Bob started to look through them, "Begging a, what have we here that you beg so much, oh yes, I see now why you didn't have a choice, look. Instead of telling me how naughty she felt having my cum in her panties she instead told me about how the client had obviously smelt the cum and took the opportunity to take advantage of her but running his hand up her stockings to her bare skin and how she had to endure it because her boss was there. I tried pulling away but she held me in place and all I could do was lick her out. After a few orgasms we had a lovely dinner and retired early as Cari was beat from the day.The next morning I was. Stared.He came back. Bridie continued wanking.“You said you weren’t working.” he observed.“Waiting for me mate,” she said.“Liar!” he joked.“Ok I got Aids,” she said, “I got to be careful who I fuck.”“Jeez,” he responded, “So why not me?”“I like you,” she admitted.“Ok so you only fuck guys you don’t fancy?” he asked.“Sure,” she said, “I don’t want any decent god fearing catholic lads getting aids.”“And if I’m not catholic?” he asked.“You are. I can tell,” she insisted.“Jeez are you screwed up,”.