They laid out the photos in front of him. Did the photos excite him? No, they revolted him. Then why did he keep them? He hadn’t.They went back over...the fact that no one had access to the flat, and therefore he must have printed the photos. No he hadn’t. Didn’t he understand that a jury would easily convict him on that evidence, why not make it easy on himself and confess? He said nothing to that.At this point, one of the interrogators changed tack.“Where were you between ten pm and midnight on. Her hips are moving and thrashing about in a steady rhythm. He is suddenly aware of a strange wonderful sensation between his legs. His cock is being sucked! Well and truly sucked. He attempts to lift his head to look and see what's going on down there. However, Julia's hands have a firm grip on his head. Actually, a firm grip in his hair. Her fingers are entrenched in his long hair, holding his head firmly in place. He continues administering to Julia's pussy. Her pussy lips and clit are well. I knew that I had to get the kids sorted and get down there as soon as I could. I was definitely awake now.We had our breakfast, which I did possibly rush a little, but that was a waste of time because the kids club did not start until 11:00 am. So I resigned myself to being a good dad and played catch in the pool. Then I had to go to the welcome meeting. The entertainment manager was a young Turkish guy called Martin. I imagined he had shagged his way through most of the staff and a good. Of course, I assured Kim, if Black had wanted his girlfriend fucked until she dropped I would have been happy to oblige but, as I understood what the Accountant was saying, she was only to watch while the poor sod who had married her was to be, literally, screwed. Kim said she understood my point of view but the Turk called me a "wuss" and some other names and announced he would be delighted to star in Black's video as the Dungeon Master. He said he would get a kick out of giving the new.