At the top of the room an ageing looking man sat on a large chair, with two large men either side of him with black cloaks with wolves fur very simila... too Remus’. They both also had a large axe that were almost as tall as them. “That’s Lord Romulos” Rayne whispered, but holding her finger to her lips.“Father, our dear friend Brutus has come to visit!” Remus declared as he approached the seated man. “He seeks his bride for his, sorry our new kingdom!”“My Lord” Brutus said as he bowed down in. I could just imagine someone coming in the room while she was sucking my erect dick or have a view of us fucking. Maybe I could get away with finger fucking a patient since I never actually had intercourse with her. Didn't our President weasel out of his affair with Monica by redefining "is"? After all, wasn't extreme horniness a medical problem that needed to be treated?These semi-logical thoughts were chased from my mind as I began replaying the intense masturbation act I'd just performed on. He jumped out of bed yelling, “Oh fuck, I’m going to be late for work.” Then paused for a second wondering why Natasha had not awakened him when she got up. He put on his robe, hurried downstairs to the kitchen hoping to find her their, and asked her why she’d let him oversleep, but no one was there. He wondered where she could be, and it was then he saw a note lying on the kitchen table.“Good morning darling. I went to the gym with Judy early avoid the holiday rush of people. I brewed you some. "Edwin, is that you?" Suddenly, I heard a clicking sound. He was taking pictures of me, as I was tied up on the bed, my legs spread wide, and my breasts fully exposed."Smile for me sweetie," he said while taking more pictures with the Polaroid. After each click I could hear the picture sliding out of the camera. After a few minutes of clicking he stopped and must have laid the camera aside; because I could feel Edwin crawl up between my legs. His hands started to caress my feet and then gently.