He was hurting for I wasnot open to his advances until at his doorstep after the ball. I knowI gave him a look which said kiss me. I did not recognize...the feelingor look I gave him, for I was thinking I just want to be as intimatewith him as I could at that moment.I know why it was so easy for the girls to accept me as one of them,and why I meshed so well with them. Why Richard, James and Gary werenot the least bit concerned about me spending time with their wives.The compliments about how well. First it perfectly fixed the photos to look as good as possible. Then I found out that I now also had a professional dye sublimation photo printer. I didn’t even realize it had been here for a while. I just assumed it had something to do with the charging docks on top of it for the gloves and 3D goggles.That is a shock. This thing is super-fast and I can’t even tell these aren’t regular photos from film developed at the drug store.Each time I found pictures of us with the gift they gave me, as. As my fingers slide in and out of my soaking wet pussy and I rub my clit, I turn my head and see a man a short distance away. He's watching me.In my fantasy, I am not alarmed at all. Discovering I am being watched only emboldens me to have a little more fun. I pull my fingers out of my pussy and gently suck on each one as the stranger watches. I use my other hand to push up my sports bra and rub my nipples. The cool air blowing across them and my finger's attentions make them instantly erect.. . for another," she grinned. "What I do think is this, as far as his punishment should go, and I do believe he should be punished for this ... a little bit anyway. Neither you nor I are going to tell him who Naughty Time really was. He's going to have to live with wondering which one of us it was, and let that be a lesson to him." You're kidding me!" I said staring at the two of them. "You mean to tell me, you're seriously not going to tell me which one of you it was I began talking to in the.