Straight after my phone goes off again. It's from Bull. It's a series of pictures. They are taken from where I just saw him. I can tell because I can ...ee his long legs in the picture. My girlfriend is standing at the bottom of the bed. Each picture is of her with less and less clothes until she is standing naked. My hand is back on my own lesser member.Another series of pictures come through. She's crawling up the bed, her heavy but firm tits hang beneath her as she approaches him like a tiger. "Breathe, my pet," he reminds me as he feels my body stiffen under his.The end is so close; I can feel it humming inside me. It takes all my effort to breathe in deeply and breathe out slowly, the tightness in my chest easing slightly, staving off my orgasm for the moment.Almost as soon as it falls though, I sense it rising again, stronger than before.My demon's lips are back against my neck and he grunts as he slows his pace again. This frustrates me. I can feel a monster orgasm approaching. A picture of my mother that I had taken without her knowledge. She had been sunning herself, by the pool, and since the backyard was very private, and she had thought no one else was home, had removed her bikini top. The photo showed her lying on her back, her skin glistening from the oil she had applied.I felt my cock stir in my briefs as I stared at the photo. I had always liked looking at my mother and fantasizing what it would be like to take her to bed. She was only in her late forties and. One of your friends saw you, and no, I don't know which one, she sent me an email from a public account." At first, I ignored it. But the seed had been planted, and it sprouted, gripping crevices in my brain until I finally had to get rid of it by disproving it. So I checked." I had a friend watch the house for me. Do you have any idea how revolting it is to ask some one to do that? Especially when he's a friend to both of us." This favor may have ended my friendship with him. It was terrible.