Once I am in front of him, Nimrod wastes no time in grabbing my hips and pulling me toward him. He is a couple of inches taller then me so the first f...w seconds are trying to find the right angle. Then he goes.This time it is fast and ferious. Nimrod pumps my ass. He moans into my ear as he comes. This time it is a soft release. I don't come but I still shudder with feeling.We end up splashing and pitching water everywhere, it is a good thing this is a bath house. Finally we come to rest and I. Feeling parched, Susan sat up and picked the glass up. Downing the wine and feeling it flow down her throat calmed her nerves a little. "I can't believe I just did that!" She exclaimed, more out of astonishment than regret. Monica was looking through her panties and tossed some to Susan, who gave her a weird look. Monica shot back grinning, "You are lucky you're getting that. Since your stunt in the hallway, those poor girls downstairs have got nothing to imagine about you now." Susan laughed. "She stared at my stroking hand for a long thirty seconds. She swallowed to keep from drooling, and then she looked directly into the camera."Do it," she breathed. "Go faster. Let me see!"I didn't even think twice about the mess I was about to make. There was a bare tile floor beneath me. I held a little tighter, stroked a little faster, and in no time at all, I was finishing for her. I was even able to watch her face the whole time.She leaned in really close to the camera, which meant she was. I also noted that since she had moved in with Ron and Lila, she had eaten "breakfast" almost every day. The diary detailed Ron's penchant for bondage and the fact that he liked to dominate the women in his life. Lila was described as a submissive, the yin to Ron's yang. I pulled the Polaroids from my purse and examined them again. Thumbing through them, I came to the one of Janet sucking Ron's now familiar cock. I turned it over and wrote "Ron" on the back. I could now identify two of the four.