This was strange, boys weren’t ever allowed to be at the house.I heard creaking coming from Sally’s room. I walked slowly up the stairs on my toes... Her door was closed, but I knew how to peak into her room. See, I watched Sally get ready sometimes. It wasn’t sexual or anything, I just liked watching her get ready some mornings. I liked watching her sitting in front of her make-up mirror, brushing her voluminous brunette hair, applying mascara, eye-shadow, eye-liner, lipstick, powder her face. I. "I gathered the photos and tucked them under my arm. I would have foldedthem but I didn't want to ruin them. Now all I had to do was show themto my parents."I'm home," I yelled, as I entered the house.Mom was cleaning the living room and saw the collection of photos undermy arm."What's that?" she asked."Nothing," I stammered."They look like pictures. Did Cindy give them to you?" Umm, yes." Let me see." Not now, Mom." Oh come on, what could be so bad about some pictures?"Let me see, I look like. Abi again picked up the camera and focussed on this, switching between Clara's fingers, the motionless face of my cheating girl and the grin on Clara's face. The foreplay was well and truly over. Sally-Anne knelt above my fianc?s unconscious face and placed her pussy onto her mouth, which was wet with Jenny's saliva. She then rode up and down, giving the impression the passed out head below her was moving as she thrust with her ass and hips. Sally-Anne turned towards me and started playing with. I looked at him, confused. "For nexttime," he grinned. I smiled and nodded. I placed my hand on thegrowing bulge in his pants. "Let's go to bed."I shimmied out of my dress, keeping my heels on as I love how theyaccentuate my rump. I help Charles get undressed - last night he reallyonly had his pants off. Tonight, I want him fully naked as we makelove. His naked body is actually quite attractive, more muscular thatIt seemed last night. I lay him on the bed and give him light,feathering.