‘There are about eight that show the girls off, Tory. I printed them on regular paper, but I’ll send them to your e-mail address and you can print...them on gloss if you like,’ she explained. ‘Great, Laney. Thanks. I can’t believe I didn’t have any pictures from that day.’ ‘Well, it was pretty hairy around here about then,’ she laughed. ‘I’m not surprised.’ I opened the unsealed envelope and slid the prints out. They were candid shots and not all of them were great, but I found three that I knew. I found a reputable and honest blacksmith to remove the bars from the remaining windows and he refurbished them. He also made new shutters with working hinges if I ever felt the need to close them and then installed them. The old windows were replaced with highly efficient triple paned ones. Once they were in place the blacksmith returned and reinstalled the bars with the addition of a clever locking latch of his design along with heavy hardened steel hinges. The bars could now be opened and. After a few minutes he groaned, “I can't stand it any longer, I have to take you now.”He pulled me up and as I leaned against the wall he lifted up my skirt and felt that I was very wet and ready for him. He lifted my legs up, and I could feel his dick searching for my opening. He rubbed me up and down, and finally drove himself deep inside me. I gasped at the girth of him, it was a tight fit, but oh god it felt sooo good! He started moving in and out with long strokes, slowly at first. I just. I’ll have to let you know.”“Thousand!”Matt nodded, “These two cameras were taking shots every five seconds the whole time we were swapping. So right there is two thousand. I took about a thousand of Jean masturbating, and I’m guessing another thousand when the two of you were making love.”Marty Graham, our contact at NBC, and the assistant to the producer of the TV show The Circle, called one evening. She got Bob, but asked, “Is Brad there? I have a letter I need to read to him.”Bob got Brad on.