I spent a long time looking at that hard-edged face. I suppose you could have called her pretty once but I was repulsed by the hollowness of her eyes....Unless I missed my guess, she was the brains behind this. A heartless bitch. I studied her carefully. I wanted to make sure I would know her if I ever saw her.It was probably the photos that started it. They discovered how easily they could sell them and make money. From there they just took the path of least resistance, filling the sordid. I moved up onto my knees and then worked a finger into Susan's snatch. It was so tight I couldn't believe it.Clair was moaning and humping away on her hand and I moved my finger along Susan's "G" spot and she too started bucking on the bed. Susan put her hand on the back of my head, but very clumsily. She was totally out of it, but heading toward an orgasm.Just as she came, Clair groaned loudly and collapsed on the bed. I looked at her and she wasn't moving at all now. I just sat up on my knees. The hand was pushing itself into the crack of my ass, pressing the cotton panties and two fingers deep into the crevice until I felt it press against the hard bud of my anus. He didn't stay there long, but took his fingers out of my crack and expertly slipped them under the elastic leg band of my panties. His hand was now cupping a naked warm buttock, squeezing hard, pulling them apart, slapping silently. I knew no one could see his movements behind me, yet hoped.I tightened my ass cheeks and. No one was here.“Oh, God,” she muttered as I got up and opened my pants again.My cock bounced free, pointing at her.“Oh, God, God, God,” she said as I squatted down between her legs.I threw one of her legs over my shoulder and drowned my face in the heaven between her legs. She grabbed my hair and arched her back and gasped and panted, still calling out to God.I got her nice and wet again, glazy-eyed, mind frenzied, eager, and hungry for me to penetrate her.I yanked her body down on the sofa,.