She looked straight at me. I didn't know what she was thinking of what she was going to say or do next. Then she stood up, walked over to her wardrobe... and brought out a shoebox. She brought it over to the bed and handed it to me. "Look inside" she said, so I did. I was faced with several dildos of different lengths and thicknesses. "Pick one" she said. So I pulled out a 7" dildo that was quite slim. She reach into her bedside table and pulled out a bottle of lube. "Lie down and relax, I think. I clicked on the thumbnail to produce a larger image and I was impassioned and mortified at what I saw in front of me!Apparently my stealthy little boy was taking pictures of me showering, sleeping, masturbating, and fucking one of my old lovers which I haven’t done in 4 years.I uttered something from my lips, “how long has this been going on”?Overwrought with too much mental stimuli I felt a medium sized convulsion in the deepest reaches of my pussy. Not quite a full cum but a very good. In the last image she was cupping one of her magnificent breasts and had a finger in the honey pot … phwoarr! ‘God Suzy you’re mum is smokin’ hot … she’s given me a stiffy’. ‘So I see Bill … it would be a shame to waste it’. Suzy took my hard cock in her hand and whispered in my ear. ‘Mmmm Bill you’re cock is lovely … I’m sure my daughter won’t mind sharing it with me’. Here we go again I thought. ‘Mrs Harper you’re such a hot woman’. ‘Call me Anne’. ‘I want you Anne’. ‘I want you too Bill’.. ’ ‘Of course I do.’ Remembering the reference that night at Chaucer’s, I said, ‘There are such auctions?’ ‘Yes. Mostly voluntary, though I know of instances even in this country where the individuals on the block may not be completely willing, and in other parts of the world, the Middle East, parts of Europe, the former Soviet Union, Japan. Well, there are different rules. Sometimes people let themselves be sold for only a few hours, or a single night, sometimes for a weekend or a week or a.