Fucking me again like an a****l driving his cock hard into my cunt.He stopped pulled out and pushing my legs wider he grabbed his cock pushing it in m... asshole.He was not gentle.He forced his cock into my asshole as I cried out until the whole thing was inside me.My asshole was contracting around his cock as he just stayed still for awhile his face all distorted.Then he started ramming my ass.As he did he finger fucked my cunt with 3 fingers.I was enjoying the rough treatment it makes me want. John went back to the pictures. He looked at all of them; he studied each one in sequence. The Sunday night picture gave no hints, nothing unusual, just Mary at her vanity in that sexy nightgown. It was playful, John decided. Playful stopped beginning with the Monday pictures. Was Monday significant; maybe he is from her office? Could the black guy be someone she worked with? John looked once again. He could see Mary at her vanity; John could only see the unknown black man faintly in her. We disposed of all the evidence in Charlie's parents fireplace, showered, and probably jacked off a few times as well thinking about the whole event, but it's still bugging me how I was going to get her released, and not let her on it was me. Thinking "what if she knew it was me? She would probably kick me out of the house, or worse call the cops." Not that I could blame her.Deciding to sleep on it, I enter a very deep sleep that can only be caused by such the excitement I experienced earlier.. I just want to look at it.” “I didn’t think you girls got into fashion this early,” I say, continuing to stroke her leg. “Mummy said she might drive me later, but I really want to see it this morning,” she explains. She then stretches her arms upwards and yawns as her shirt lifts a little and when they return down I can see her nipples somewhat erect against her shirt. Almost in reflex, my cock stirs and lifts a little upward in my boxer shorts. Again she giggles, but this time for a different.