After a while I asked to use the bathroom. Steve said he'd show me so we got up. Everyone made more jokes about a guy and a gurl going to the bathroom...only meant one thing.Laughing, I followed Steve.In all honesty it would have been difficult to find without help. The house is rather large. I stepped in the bathroom and closed the door, not tight mind you in case Steve wanted round two.I hiked up my minidress and sat down. I tucked the short tip of my cage under the seat and let the pee go. As. He lays them out one at a time in front of us and I gasp to see picture after picture of myself completely nude; in the shower, getting dressed, having sex, in the pool, and others. He continues, laying down photos of me sucking my boyfriend's little cock, touching myself, fingering myself, inserting toys, and many many others. "Before you become angry at me and see me as some sort of voyeurist or pervert, let me tell you that I had nothing to do with these pictures. Your loving boyfriend gave. Watson. I'm not sure who was enjoying this more! Mr. Watson having his thick cock in my wife, or my wife taking his thick cock, or me watching them have sex!" Cyreel, you keep that up and I'm going to fill that cunt of yours with my cum again!" Not yet boss!!!, don't cum just yet! Wait, I'm almost thereI wanna cum when you cum! Please wait! Don't oh god, I'm so close." she pleaded.Mr. Watson squinted his eyes, "Ready my cock slave?? are you ready to cum? I.can't..hold it much longer!"Oh god. Her phone buzzed in her purse, and she slipped her arm out of Brian’s to retrieve it. It was a call from Gary, of course. Feeling evil, she answered it.“Are you serious right now?” he asked as soon as she brought the phone to her ear.“Deadly serious, asshole. I haven’t decided which one I’m going to fuck yet. Maybe I’ll just fuck them all. Guess you lose to them again. Bye.”Her brain caught up with her mouth as soon as she disconnected the call, and her face burned. Did I just say that?“If.