“oh yeah” I said slowly sinking my whole dick up to my nuts. “you little slut”“un uhn I am dating a guy now for five months, of course I am...fucking him, nothing else to do in this town. Drink and fuck.”“true” I pushed her legs far apart so her knees were almost touching the table and began a slow deep rhythm. “when did you fuck him?”“twice this afternoon” she began rolling her hips against my inserted dick and began grabbing the edge. “how did he taste? He came inside me just like you. .well hardly a monument. Tell me Teddy, is only your prick very small, or are your nuts tiny too?" "My nuts are tiny too..." he burbled, starting to cry heavily now. "How pathetic. A nice healthy strapping handsome sixteen year old boy with the prick and nuts of a three year old. Are you queer Teddy?" He had been staring at the floor, but now he looked up. 'Huh?" he asked. "Are you queer? re you a faggot?" He shook his handsome head. 'No..no Sir...what makes. ..” He flicked a photograph at my feet.The color now drained from my face as I picked up and looked at the photo ... showing my husband and I bound naked. The stranger continued to pitch photos at my feet taunting me and daring me to collect each photo. I picked up the photos hoping to conceal my shame. The photos were getting more and more explicit, showing me performing sex acts with Master and several of his friends. Pictured in the background of the photos was my husband bound and helpless.. .. UMMM... MMAAHHHHHH...” Perhaps she needed some more lubrication in her asshole. As I pulled my fingers, they came out with a muffled plop! I went to the bathroom and looked around for a small bottle of oil. Fortunately I got the Vaseline box. When I came out with Vaseline, Namitha was watching me through the corner of her eye. I abruptly unfastened the cap of the box and applied the same between the lovely mounds of her buttocks down to cunt. But most of it stayed there, making a pool over.