Uske baad usne mujhe uthaya aur aur mere tshirt kheech k nikal di aur mera lower jabardasti phaad diya aur meri gaand par chate maarne laga mujhe is s...b mai bahut maja aa raha tha fir usne meri dono taange apne kandhe par rakhi aur apna lund meri gaand pe tikaya mai bahut dar raha tha usne ek jordar dhakka lagay jissey uska khali supada hi andar gaya aur mai bahut tej chillaya mere chillane par usne ek jordar thaapad mjpe jadh diya mera gaal dard krne laga uske baad usne mere muh pe hath rakha. “Are you still dating Wendy?” She asked taking her next turn. “Yes. Why? Are you jealous?” I goaded. She glared at me. “No, I was just wondering who the girl in the Jeep was.” She said casually. I knew she was trying to throw me off, and she knew I knew that she was. “That was Grace. She’s just a friend.” I said wondering what all she’d seen. I made my move carefully. “I don’t kiss my friends that way.” She said. “Actually it looked like. He was working on fisting her ass when he met Joan and they got married. Now he had a live in ass and cunt to fuck and a hot set of tits. And she loved to fuck. Not only was he going to fuck her cunt and ass but he would soon be fisting her too.Later she told him to get on his hands and knees and when he did she spread his ass wide. She then began licking his pucker and sucking it. She gave his asshole a good rim job and licked and then finger fucked him before she took two fingers and spread. There must have been six or more glossy pictures and all showed me in different poses ranging from my being tied to the table to being on my knees sucking at stiff black cocks. Others showed me on my knees being fucked doggy style or being attended to just good ol' plain missionary. They might have been different poses but there was one thing the same in all of them and that was in each I had canvas straps tied around my wrists and a collar around my neck. In every picture there was the clear.