With Janet and Mary I did whole photo shoots. I took pictures of Mary in all her different lingerie sets, posed in different positions, in different r...oms, clothed, naked, smiling demurely or writhing in the throes of orgasm. I did the same with Janet, and also took pictures of her and Stephanie together, kissing, cuddling, groping each other, eating each other out. On the relatively rare nights when I had no sexual companion, I would flip through the album and remember.My escapade in the gym. The other Indians were standing around and watching the rapist as he lifted the woman's butt and moved between her legs to fuck her in the traditional Indian method of dogie fashion. Just before the rapist penetrated the woman, I shot him between the shoulder blades. I was close enough for a head shot, but I wanted to be absolutely certain of my hit.As soon as I fired, all hell broke loose as the others fired and the Indians began to fall dead. We all fired as fast as we could lever in a new. I was living in two planes — physically I was fully spent but mentally I wasquite frustrated. My penis seemed to have an independent life because itresponded in pleasure with every one of her stroke but my mind was seething withagony of not touching her naked flesh which I craved for.Touching and tasting her butter smooth buttocks and honeycomb cunt were the only thoughts in my mind but that satisfaction was denied to me and I felt very much upset with her in not allowing me the entire pleasure. ‘I only just got in, what is it you, want?’ She asked a little impatiently. ‘Why you of course sexy. When am I going to slip my cock in that tight pussy yours again?’ He asked suggestively. ‘Really, Javier, this is neither the right time or place to talk about this.’ Despite her words, she felt a little twinge between her legs at the thought of what he said. Damn this weakness in her. She wished that she didn’t crave sex so much. She held all men in contempt, and if she didn’t like to get.