But at some point, her feelings had overcome every obstacle - my marriage, my short time in the Netherlands, her religion, and even her fear of pregna...cy.I wondered just how concerned I should be for her. She seemed to accept the reality of the situation, and other than wishing I could stay and asking if and when I might return, she hadn’t behaved in a way that concerned me. Well, not with regard to her feelings. The lack of a conversation about birth control DID bother me, but that was at. My hands in front, she gets a pair of nylon zip ties from the table by the door and shackles my wrists together. Then she hikes her dress all the way up her beautiful legs in their dark green pantyhose and she sits on my chest. She gets out her phone and shows me the pictures from the evening. Her and her friends, dancing, kissing her boyfriend, then kissing other boys, then, obviously her friends took her phone and took pictures and videos of her playing with several other boys, jerking their. Karen was near to an orgasm, she was pretty much moaning and thrusting her hips continuously. “Get ready for the fireworks,” Jim advised. “I’m about to set them off.” At that he began to massage her g-spot. George moved in close for the climax. “Not to close, she’s going to squirt.” Sure enough, as she was enveloped in an earth-shattering orgasm, she sent out several squirts from deep inside. Prepared, George got some great detailed shots.Spent, Karen rested on the pool deck, still in deep. "I know it's weird as fuck, but yes, I'll split the money with you." She spoke tentatively.I hadn't actually considered yet whether I was going to fulfill her request or not, but I quickly supposed I'd do it whether I was being paid or not. Why not? Also, the thought of having a video of my dick shooting cum into a bottle on my sister's phone had me tingling already.A few more moments of silence passed after her last sentence and she looked up at me with raised eyebrows. "It's $100" she.