" Why would anyone..." Don't question, just accept it. She loves this sort of thing. So rough her up a bit and just follow my lead." She saw the look ...n Matt's eye. "Yes, it's just an act, but for her to enjoy this, it mustn't seem like an act. It has to seem real to her. Do you understand?" Yes, I... guess so." No guessing. You make this real or Veronica and the world will know your little secret." ... All right, all right."The two stood in long all weather coats to conceal the outfits they. I acknowledged his hello with a nod and smiled. I asked the bartender for another drink and indicated he was to give one to my new found friend.He offered me his hand. “My name is Charles, beautiful lady. And who might you be?”“Rebecca, but call me Becks.”He was obviously reluctant to release my hand as he held it in a firm grip that sent a shiver up my spine.“Is there a Mr. Becks?” he asked.“Yes. However, he is six hundred miles away.”As we sat there, I shift in my chair. I move my legs,. At the turn of each picture, she was astonished that her in-laws would do something like that. Wondering who must have taken the pictures her question was answered when she turned over the next picture showing two women, Pearl, and Mildred Pickney. They were kneeling with their bottoms thrust into the air. Behind them, two men, Oliver Pickney and Ed Molnar were plugged into the two women’s pussies by their erect penises. Mary was not even familiar with the “doggy” position at the time.The men. You must meet my high standards. So don't think of quitting" Al ordered. I can't remember everything that went on. I was laying face down on the bed with my A hole facing the ceiling. Then I felt a warm sensation being pushed into my buttock. It was painful at first. It was warm water. My buttock was being clean out. Then you took your tongue and licked my ass.You was not finish with me in that helpless position. I felt like a stuffed pig with a apple in his mouth over a fire getting roasted.