“Would you fuck her for me?”“Yes,” I moaned, my hips rising slightly off the bed.“Will you fuck her good and hard? Will you make those pret...y tits bounce for me?”I moaned and nodded, my fingers pumping into her wet little cunt.“Show me what you want to do to her,” she whispered. “Show me how you want to fuck her.”I yanked her panties down, pulling them off one leg. She grabbed me by the shoulders as I slide between her thighs and took my cock in my hand, pushing easily between her pussy. “7-Up or Sprite, please. And I’m sorry.”“Whatever,” she said.She disappeared and returned with a 7-Up. She set it before me on the table.“Honestly, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to stare. It’s just that I haven’t seen your unique style before.”“How the hell can you be in your mid-20’s and not know what ‘goth’ is?” she asked, sitting down at the table.“Call me sheltered, I guess. Upper-middle-class kid from the Cincinnati suburbs who went to an ultra-conservative university and lives in an. We kept straight porn around (stack of playboys in the bathroom) but what would happen if they saw I had gay porn? I went to the store one night after work. I went straight to the booths again. I fed the machine money and again watched gay porn while I touched myself. I must have been in the booth for an hour. I noticed the movement from the hole again. This time I was going to stay. I thought nobody is going to shame me out of my kink. I changed the channel and kept touching my cock. Then. The last item was an envelope. I opened the envelope to find a stack of Polaroid pictures. I looked at them one after another, my surprise mounting with each photo. The first several were of a slightly younger nude Rita manacled to the bed. Each photo progressed 'the game' a step further. The ball gag in her mouth, then the butt plug wedged in her ass and finally that large rubber cock inserted into what I could see was a very wet cunt. The photos went on until finally a naked Luke with what.