Consume her. Integrate every last ounce of her deliciousness into my being. I almost screamed in need."Fuck, Lizzy. You're so fucking hot I can't even...stand it," I rasped.Her hands gripped the material of my shirt. Through her moans and gasps, she cried out..."Fuck me," she wailed. "Punish me for teasing you. Punish me for being a slut."I couldn't help myself. I lifted a hand and smacked it down onto Lizzy's ass. Not too hard, but hard enough to force a yelp from her lips. Her eyes. "I looked at my wife."How about you start with who took the picture? I want to have a few words with him, especially if it was one of her creep high school classmates."Most of Chloe's friends were normal-looking kids, whatever "normal" means these days, but then there was that kid with a ring through his nose and a ponytail, and he wasn't the only weird one. Not my type at all, until Chloe told us he'd been on the honors list every semester since middle school and was in line to be. We looked forward to any situation that presented itself. We also wanted to make pic shoots and videos of the fun too, we discussed different what we wanted to do in the sessions as well. We had worked up some real hot situations to release on the right lucky individuals.She attracted guys & gals and just oozed hot sexuality when she wanted to. She didn't dress to show off her hot little bod unless she wanted some cock or pussy or both. She had pics and vids of her past sessions with guys, gals. ‘You can approve the expense of having it built and maybe even get a tax deduction.’ ‘So this is why you work late,’ was Ted’s first comment. ‘Wipe your feet. I don’t want these rooms dirty.’ Peter had demanded double insulation for the apartment so the dust and noise from the workshop would not intrude. ‘You should be comfortable here. It’s air-conditioned and sound proofed.’ ‘This is actually a bachelor pad, eh,’ Ted was impressed and went exploring. ‘Everything you need – a shower and hot.