Flipping through a few more pages, I noted that the photos were becoming much more risqué. Many shots of his wife's posterior wearing swimming suits ...hat barely covered her asscheeks, and most of them also included his daughter, is similar revealing swimwear. I noticed in the background, there was an assortment of others taking photos, most were men. I heard footsteps coming back into the room, and quickly closed the scrapbook and sat quietly waiting. Jason had returned alone, re-introduced. I pushed the covers off me and she gasped as my rod was rising rapidly. "You will be gentle with me, as this is my first time and you are quite large or are all of them that size? I'm not sure I can take that." First, what is your name? I never make love to women I do not know, and secondly one of my wives is small like you and although she can not contain all of me she is able to take it quite nicely. I'm sure you will be able to too. As for being gentle, before I left home my adopted daughter. Plenty of others got their action, too, though. I enjoyed watching the news of late, much more naked people rutting with complete strangers in public and broad daylight, far less murder, mayhem, and other forms of violence.I lost all track of time, naturally, not that it mattered, and everything became a bit of a blur, especially while I doused myself with plenty of caffeine, booze, and weed as well. I even smoked a little hashish over the course of the midday before most of the people engaged. ” “While you’ll doing that, you should also think of something to tell Harry.” Ron pulled back a little to look down at her, his eyes wide with horror. “You want to tell Harry we’re shagging?” “No, we don’t need to give him any specific details but it’s time we told him about us.” “Maybe we could just have him walk in on us and then we wouldn’t have to explain anything.” “That’s not funny, Ron,” she said with a frown. “We’re his best.