After I said this we exchanged lingering smiles, and then she appeared to become a little sad. “I guess I wouldn’t need your help If I were marrie.... I would have a man to do it not my 17 year old nephew.” I looked at her and saw the sadness in her eyes as she looked towards the table. I tried to think of a way to make her feel better when I decided to try some truth. “ I've never kissed a girl.” I blurted out. She looked up at me. Yes it was true. I had ever kissed a girl, which of course means. She looked down at my hand now slowly stroking my cock. She smiled a little and said, “Did you enjoy that? I know I did.”“Of course I did, that was better, bigger, stronger, more everything that I had ever imagined. You were so beautiful. I loved seeing you feel so incredibly good.”“That was the biggest orgasm of my life, too. I don’t think there’s a close second. It felt great, but more than that, I desperately needed it. My clit needed to be rubbed harder than ever and my pussy craved. “Shit,” Markus swore in frustration. That could have been an awesome frozen moment, but the lover’s head partially obscured Carmen’s vagina and it spoilt the effect. Marcus watched more, hardly noticing the eroticism anymore. His videocam would allow him to enjoy that later. Now he was focussing more on the technical aspects of his photography. And then it came – perfect in every aspect: the lover sat back on his heels and reached for an oyster. He doctored it with lemon and pried it loose as. I wondered where all of this would lead. Was I in danger? I didn’t think so, but with the Outfit, one could never know for sure. I couldn’t do anything to change the situation at this point. Whatever was going to happen was going to happen. All I could do was keep my head down and not betray their trust in me.Our food arrived and we ate in silence. I wasn’t sure what to say to Theo at this point, and I didn’t know that he could say anything else to me. I was being cut out, and there really.