As you know I love a challenge and now I was this far it was hard not to go any further and I loved the idea of having a photographic record.Should I ...low him, while Pamela photographed us? Should I fuck him while Pamela photographed us?Pamela made up my mind for me when told she me, ’Don’t stop, love taking pics of you two.’I would have loved you to watch me sucking his very thick cock. Would you like to watch while his lady was taking pics and encouraging us?Pamela asked me if I was going to. "Erm I don't know I should go". I'm sure my face blushed."Don't be silly Steve sit and lets chat relax ok" as she poured two glasses of wine."Here drink this. Should help you relax".I had never drank alcohol in my life as my parents didn't drink. I took a sip. She saw the sour look on my face and said "Wait there" and went and brought a bottle of lemonade and poured some into my glass. "Hows that?". I tasted and gulped it down in one. She immediately refilled and put a little less pop in. Again. They were independents."Hammond said, "Having a drunken orgy is about the stupidest thing you can do, right before a major mission. It is even dumber when you have your party in a hotel owned by the enemy. They had no idea we knew what they were going to do."They had the whole debauched evening on tape. There were enough comments to have a pretty good idea why the men were there, but not enough details to know when and where they intended to strike. Apparently, the plan was a lot more flexible. And i would mostly pour myself a drink in the night time and just wank off in Karen clothes. I tried on so many of her outfits. And i loved so much every time. I have spoken to Karen on the phone a couple of times. And each time i would be in her clothes wanking myself hearing her voice. I really missed her so much. Last time we talked she said that she would come home in 2 or 3 days and she would call to pick her up. One night around 19:00 I had taken my shower as usual. I was not a hairy guy..