Yes, Dave was big, 6′ 4′ and 265 pounds. He was married to Carol, who was about 5′ 4′ and 110 pounds. Quite the couple. They owned a business ...nd were very successful. Dave said in a voice loud enough for everyone in their group to hear, ‘Let’s take this party to my house. Carol and I have a large home just west of town. We have a big pool that we keep nice and warm. Our property is large enough that we don’t worry about the neighbors. Everyone who wants to come can show off ALL their ink!’. As I moved the towel down her neck, Rachel and I both jumped as we heard a card key slip into the lock on the door and the door handle move with a thunderous click. “Quick” Rachel whispered, “Get into the bathroom”. Not needing to be told twice, I grabbed some of my clothes, dashed back into the still steaming commode and quickly pulled on my shorts and a t-shirt. I could hear Rachel and Julie talking through the door but I couldn’t hear what they were saying. I then nonchalantly opened the. For the next ten minutes she shot picture after picture of me, from every angle. She got my face and my body stretched out on the bed. She took closeup pictures of my soaking wet panties, then pulled my cock out and took pictures of it as well. She must have taken at least two or three dozen pictures from every angle, most of which would surely show me with my eyes closed and tears of shame and humiliation rolling down my face. "There we go. Now I have some guarantee that you'll behave and do. " she said gaze to the floor. She wasn't afraid of me? "What?" Is all I can muster out. "Then why stay away? I've been driving myself mad with guilt for what happened." Tears well in her eyes, but she blinks them back. I take a step toward her without thinking. Then another until I am face to face with her. Her breath catches and I realize I wasn't being very human with my actions. Up close I can see the freckles on her cheeks, the heat of flush in her face. She opens her mouth to speak. "I-I.