Damn I'm glad I came here tonight," somebody in the crowd says. "Are you getting pictures?" Another asks their girlfriend. "Pictures? Fuck that, I'm...filming it. This is too hot to miss." Several others are recording it as well. This will probably be all over the internet soon. "…heathen perverts completely naked, fornicating in front of God and everybody else. I'm just thankful there weren't any children here tonight…" an old woman says on her cellphone, unable to take her lustful eyes off. Just as this stranger was pulling out of me, Carl called my name and I turned towards his voice when I was temporary blinded by a bright flash. I learned later that Carl had taken a Polaroid of my naked couplings. It was soon after this that Carl persuaded me to pose for the centrefold, using this Polaroid as a friendly lever. I don't remember him being nasty about it, but at the time it didn't seem all that important. Carl and I carried on together for the rest of our time at college and we. I hesitantly agreed and moved in to his house. I was workingnight shifts and he used to work normal day shifts. So when i used to come backfrom work around 8 in the morning he was already gone to work. Meena wouldusually be awake by the time I was home and we used to have tea and breakfasttogether. She never used to let me cook or even make coffee or tea. Then Iwould sit on my laptop for a while and go to bed. She then used to wake me upin the afternoon and we used to have lunch together. She. "Answer me bitch! Or this is gonna stop right now!" She desperately didn't want it to stop, especially since she was once again on her way to another orgasm. "I'm gonna stop right now! Ya hear me BITCH?!!!" "NOOO!!!"Mara moaned. "No what? Bitch." he smiled a shit eating grin at her. "No! Please don't stop!" "Why not?" he laughed. Oh you're eating this up you bastard. she thought but she wasn't about to end this, not now,"So Good! Feels so GOOD!".