As Sondra was sucking my cock for one picture, I couldn't hold backany longer, and Bill snapped off a couple as I filled my wife's mouth withmy hot cu.... Right after that, Bill mounted Sondra doggie-style and Isnapped away as he plowed away in my wife's pussy. The three of us tookpictures in every imaginable position until we were out of film and thesuite was strewn with the polaroids. Bill called his wife, telling her he found an all-night poker game,and by the time we had finished. Laura took it and signed it, making no attempt to disguise her disappointment. "April, I'm sorry about what happened. Nothing between us was... fake, though. It was real."April smiled curtly. "It may have been real. Now it's over."She turned and walked away, without so much as a smile. Laura, feeling more sluttish than ever, caressed the girl's swaying bottom lustfully with her eyes. It is a little big, she thought, recalling what Yvette and Randi and Jane had said about April's enchanting. I looked up from my chair into his beautiful eyes. Fear mingled with anxiety spread through me, but I was wet between my legs. Something in him was waking that part of me up again. I think it was what he was asking of me, but it was hard to be sure. He wanted to go to that place inside of me, but I needed to trust him. Did I trust him? I had no idea what he was going to. What if it was something I feared? Did I trust him? ‘Yes Peter. I trust you. You can take me anywhere that you want.’ The. ”“We weren’t that loud.” I felt the heat burn right up my neck. “Were we?”She gave me a blank look. “I had to keep your father distracted for about an hour. Not that I’m complaining.”“Mom!” I couldn’t believe she just told me that.“How did you think you and Joe got here?”“Yeah, but I don’t want to hear about it.” The idea made me shiver. “Ugh!”“And that’s how your father feels about someone being with you.”“Oh.” I hadn’t considered that. It must be as gross for him as it had been for me.