He grabbed his phone and snapped a few pics and video of me.He reached into a bag and pulled out an iPad, turned it on and images of my lovely wife sc...olled across his screen. He leaned the tablet on the center console and watched her photos as he groaned. Some of the photos were ones I had sent him, but others were from her Facebook and Instagram. 'Sir, where did you get those photos?' I asked. He said 'relax faggot. As long as you give me what I want she will never know about this.' I was. "Please. Please. Yes." She knew what she wanted but she couldn't seem to get the words out to ask for anything at all. Ben lifted her hips a little and leant down, pausing in his vigerous thrusting for a moment to deliver a devestating demand. "I want you to slide you hand under there and I want you to play with yourself; pinch your nipples and flick your clit and cum around me before I do or I'm going to have to really punish you." His voice was husky with effort and, without thinking, Ella. Touching myself I decide to to touch up my pussy. Pulling the skin taught I careful run the razor. Rinsing off the water tickles my clit. Stepping out and drying off, I apply moisturizing lotion on my legs and arms. Rubbing it into my breasts and tummy. Finished I return to my room and brush my hair. After slipping on a pair of sexy panties and a lace bra, I step into the cotton dress. Looking in the mirror I know I should have a slip seeing the sun shine through it.I go downstairs and into. "What were you doing with those guys?" I demanded."Just having a little fun," she took her swimsuit from my trembling handsand slipped casually into it under the water. "Don't worry, Sweet: turnsout they're gay! Though they might like to play around with YOU, now thatyou're all smooth and hairless like that!"I wondered: were they really gay? It sure looked like some seriousgroping going on out there! And her comment about them liking me likethis set me shivering! But then Chelsea smiled and.