When we started to get our breath back John stepped back, got his camera and took more photos of my pussy with his sperm leaking out of me.“Right,�... John said, “I’ll send these off and see if we can get you operated on to make you even happier.” I didn’t know what to say, and when he put out his hand to take me back to his office I just went with him. As I watched John emailed a whole load of photos of my pussy to goodness knows who.“Jeez, John is sending photos of my spread pussy with his cum. Helena placed one hand on her clit and was rubbing it hard when another orgasm hit her and she slowly pumped her juice into my wife's mouth.Sharon took to sticking three fingers of her right hand into her cunt and was gently inserting another two from her left into her arse. Helena let go of Paul's cock and fell forward onto my wife's slippery cunt and started licking and sucking at her clit and slit. Paul stood wanking at his cock and stepped off the bed and stood behind Helena and shoved his. I wish you let me keep it.’ ‘I meant it.’ ‘Oh doc, you don’t have to worry, Philip’s on board, we talked about it already.’ He hadn’t anticipated that. What kind of conversation would that have been? What kind of man would let his girlfriend do that? ‘Still…’ he said, pondering what words should come next. But before he was ready, before his fluster could calm, she stood and moved closer to him. He saw the color of her knees beneath her skirt and the veins under the skin at the back of her. But if he'd been his real self, he was certain hewould have punched the photographer out. And yet, it wouldn't be so muchfor staring at his huge breasts as he'd done continually once they'd satdown, which surprisingly didn't seem to bother him as much as it hadwhen the parking attendant had stared at him earlier, as it was formentally undressing him.As soon as the photographer had finished with them and they'd left hisarea, a woman suddenly appeared alongside them, asking for their.