Gary then left the room with the camera and my wife put back on my cock cage and I was told to wait in the bedroom whilst she had a bath. I waited for...an hour and was called downstairs. We were all there naked and Gary was sat at the computer. My wife told me to look at the screen and there were the photos that Gary had just taken of me in our bedroom. Gary then switched the page. I was told to sit at the chair and wait. Gary grabbed the camera and started to photograph me. My wife looked over. ."Hello, Debbie! Are you on your own?" Hello, Paul ... yes ... I'm not really sure why I came ... my mum thought it was a good idea. She said if I hide myself away all the time, I'll never make new friends."Paul liked Debbie Moorcroft: she was smart, but quiet like him. She was also quite plain, compared to Penny and her friends, and she knew it! However, Paul knew that she excelled in her element: which was the classroom, where she was always willing to sit and explain things to her less able. She yanked aside a bright, geometric quilt and sat on the edge, facing me, legs together, her muff looking like a small, burrowing critter of some sort hiding between her mounded thighs. Laughter was in her eyes along with what I suspected was a bit of fear.After all, she faced a well-aimed cannon pointed right between her eyes. I slid my hands down to her warm, firm thighs and prised her legs apart with little effort. I stepped between her knees, set my weapon in place, put my hands on her. I heard loud music pounding from within, so I knocked on the door extra loudly. Alex opened it, and I immediately smelled the beer on his breath. “I see you’ve been celebrating early,” I laughed. He pulled me inside, casually groping my ass and tits as he led me to the living room. Rob and Theo raised their beers in greeting. I grabbed a beer of my own, then Rob bluntly broke the ice: “Let’s see her suck your dick.”Alex pushed me to my knees, fumbling his pants open and pulling out his cock. I.