I wanted to scream. Cry. They were walking away from me, and didn't notice my burning glare of anger. How could he blatantly lie to me? I balled my fi...ts and stormed inside, choking back my tears. Swallowing hard, I resumed my place in line, sliding forward an inch as the line moved ahead. “Is everything ok?” the man behind me asked. He looked about forty-five. His hair was salt-and-pepper. He dressed formal, appearing uptight and stiff, as if to keep a steady composure and business-only. We are friends and we live live our life according to our own wishes.Well, at one photo shoot i was told to model my boobs as it was going to be for a page three in a magazine for men. all i had to wear was a thong. That day i was feeling so horny and i knew i was going to rock this photo shoot. My colleagues were shazad and asim, both were handsome tall with nice bodies..they were going to shoot with me. The photographer told me to stand in the middle while shazad was in front of me facing. . ( I'm guessing 11) cock. But.. I kept clicking my 8 Megapixel cam anyway. It seemed really strange, ( Duh?) to be the voyeur to my wife and friends going at it so freneticly, but the more it went on, the more I craved to see Angie drive them mad? That they seemed oblivious to me made it like... I was all the more impressed by how Angie seemed to so easily wilt them into "slaves" to her. Awe is an overused word but, in this case, fitting. I almost came out of. She wanted Sally to know what a wild sexual adventuress she had become. ‘I used that vibrator you gave me. It was amazing. I’ve never had an orgasm like it.’ Her neighbour wasn’t as impressed as she’d hoped. ‘Is that the first time you’ve used it? I gave it you last Christmas.’ ‘Well, I’ve used it now. And I shall be using it a lot from now on. I had no idea orgasms could be that good.’ Sally laughed. ‘Gosh, aren’t you the daredevil. And I thought you were such a prude.’ ‘Oh no, is that the way.