It was dry and smooth, it crinkled, not like it should have been. The foot mat was rough and scratchy and should have been damp like everything else. ...he stepped back and looked down. It was a tan envelope with well worn edges. Her and Lacey looked confused but Ritty leaned down and picked it up. Stepping in the house for light she opened it up. Ritty and Laceys screams echoed, the folder fell to the floor as the photos scatter along the kitchen floor. Its them. Snap shots of them at their most. . Why don’t you use your other hand”? Her hand drove my another hand to her other mound and the grip of my both hands has gone more firm and I started to enjoy the immense pleasure of squeezing those…!“Haaaa….my smart guy, like that….squeeze hard! That’s why I have given you extra roti dear! Both the breasts are very firm and the mashing of them is really for me…..and I could sense, something other than my urine has drip out of my pole! Neeraja aunty got it, immediately.“No problem Raju, you. I'm just a tool you can use to give you some temporary relief."She gazed into his eyes, trying to read his thoughts as she battled with her own. Her resolve was melting away and she wanted him more than he would ever know but the idea of sex with her nephew flew in the face of everything she believed in. But she also knew she couldn't make it through the night without him; it was that or find the keys and go to the rest stop. She looked hard at the determination on his face and knew he was dead. CHAPTER FIFTEEN James smiled as he listened to the first suggestion ~ to see Becca twistingand writhing under the whip as he enjoyed his meal had a certain attractionthat was well worth considering. ~ James reached out and with the middle finger of his right hand he split Becca'slove lips and felt the slick wetness of her arousal. Lifting his finger toBecca's mouth, he instructed her to clean the juices of her cunt from his finger. Becca saw his hand reaching towards her and knew she would not.