The way in which Fiona had written in her journal was amazing and my cock was fit to burst so I had her stop sucking my cock in favour of a very slow ...ank as I continued to read, hoping that the events would get even more interesting. I wasnt disappointed. Steve had thrown Shaun his batch of photos in a brown envelope and I could hear him behind as he leafed through them, he was making noises of approval after each one and presumed these were ones Steve had taken. My presumptions proved true. She had never felt so naked, so vulnerable, or so humiliated, as she did now, standing there in her birthday suit, fish-belly white from head to toe. Not even Sam had seen her like this before - Paula had always insisted that they make love in the dark or by candlelight. As the two men looked her over in the bright light of the bathroom, she felt like a piece of meat on display at a butcher's shop.? "Good bitch. Now kneel"Momentarily startled after the relatively quiet respite from the harsh. As he fucked my throat, I could feel my brain chemistry change. I no longer felt ashamed; instead, I felt aroused and like I was doing what I was meant to do; like I had found my purpose. Jimmy was no longer the only one doing all of the work; I started moving my head back and forth with increasing vigor and need. I needed to feel Jimmy cum. I needed to feel the throbbing pulsations of his ejaculation. I needed to feel the warm, alkaline cum explode in my mouth. I needed to feel the fulfillment. Penny, too, sobbed, and managed to get them both into the house where they collapsed hard on the bed together, holding each other, and crying. Slowly when the tears faded, Marilyn realized something. Penny was still there. She was still strong, still the same, bright shining Penny that she had come to rely upon. It was, in some ways a blow to Marilyn’s ego, to need, or want help, yet Penny was there. Softly, she reached out with her hand and pulled Penny even tighter, and softly kissed her.