I quickened my action and moved my fingers further and deeper with each stroke, running the tips up and over her now engorged clit and then back down ...nd between her pussy lips. “Mmmmmm” she moaned and relaxed even more, widening her stance a little as she began to weaken at the knees, this had the effect of tightening the fabric of her jeans and restricting my movement. I removed my left hand from her tit and slid it down to her arse hooking my thumb over the waistband of her jeans and tugged. And then I told him it probably his new camera. That it made me look good. And then I told him that it was his picture taking skills that made me look good. And, it was then that Dan told me that he had an idea that might settle the argument. He told me that he was going to post my pics on Flickr.A few weeks before our vacation Dan had started taking pictures around our house. He had taken pics of our pets, flowers and other stuff (some were very interesting). And he had posted some of. His interest caught, he chose to give it his time to get familiar with the techniques for trance-like influence, having this in his arsenal, that allowed one control over another's psyches just may give him the edge that he never had yet needed.He went through months learning methods and researching each one beyond just the site he was on making sure he did not waste effort learning what was useless. He contemplated using different sources unsure if learning more from others would ruin his. I was out of piss but Susan still had more. Then as her piss slowed to a dribble she slid forward, leaned back more and begged me to shove my cock in her horny hole. It was awkward but oh the feeling of my cock slowly sliding into her tunnel was like sliding into warm butter, slippery, wet and so hot. She was snug and it felt like I was pushing her inner walls aside as I went further. At some point I stopped and simply enjoyed the feeling of my cock in her pussy.She smirked at me and said “I.