It was a very sick sounding laugh. It was the kind of laugh that only a man who doesn't care about anyone else can give. That kind of man saw most peo...le as being beneath him and only existing for his benefit. It was as if in his own mind he was some twisted version of the chosen one. In his sick little fantasy world we all existed only for his pleasure.The situation was extremely ironic because I'd been in it before. In fact it's the reason I'm here now doing what I'm doing.The bastard laughed. What the hell was that all about. Nancy then asked, "Do you want to see them? Pete emailed them to me. I should warn you they are really nasty. I had my legs spread and you can see my cunt wide open." I shot off when she finished talking. I was so aroused I couldn't think straight. I murmured, "Show me your dirty photos." Nancy handed me her phone and called up the photos. They were worse than I imagined. Pete must have shot the biggest load of his life to cover Nancy with cum like he did. I. I was worried that people might notice me walking a bit different, or it might just fall out, but it stayed in there nice and snug, and I felt myself gently massaging myself in the chair when no one was around. This was all very well until I realised I was leaking precum like a fountain! I went to the gents, and made a big wad of toilet paper to wrap around my cock. To soak up all my precumIt's early autumn here in the UK, and gets dark at around 7PM at the moment. After work, I decided I could. Everyone decided on their meal choice and waited to be served.Dan noticed Abby and Tiffany, hands beginning to wonder, “Remember, Ladies this is a family restaurant. Please keep your hands to yourselves.”“Does that mean we can finger our pussies and make ourselves cum?” Karen asked, her right hand going under her short hem.“You know what I mean.”“You’re no fun at all,” Wendy pouted, then grinned, kissing Dan. “I love you.”“I love you too.”Their meals were delivered and the main topic of.