She started reading a story about a young girl finding herself in a situation where someone she knew was blackmailing her into doing things and it rea...ly got her thinking. What if someone was blackmailing her, holding her accountable to all her deepest darkest desires? She thought long and hard about that as she bought herself off for the second time tonight. When she had calmed down a little she really did start to think of the reality of this, was it really possible, could it really work? If. I gently rubbed her mound and slowly slid a finger inside the silky folds of her cunt. Slowly I started to rub her little clit. My fingers found their way Inside her. Finger fucking her, she was pushing hard against my hand. Sucking her nipples and with my fingers inside her, her breathing changed, she pushed my head tight against her tits as she started to cum. She was moaning loudly and moving against my hand. She cum in a flood of wetness. Shaking she held me tight. I got on my. ..I opened the packaged and saw that it contained another envelope that was also opened. In side was a number of photos, from an earlier area of time, they were photo copies of 'Polaroid Pictures'. There, on the very first snap shot, was the familiar face of and younger me, contorted in a pose of agony or ecstasy. i looked up quickly to see the mail boy going out the door, he turned back to me and smiled broadly. I continued to examine the rest of the pictures and was taken back some fifteen. Her body felt limp and surprisingly tender in my arms as I lifted her into sitting position. Supporting her back, I brought the glass to her lips. She moistened them, and glanced at me. I waited as she sipped some more water, then lowered her gently down again. “Do you really care for me,” she said. “No, I just want to fuck you,” I said nervously. Her good eye filled with amusement, the other remained disturbingly dead. “There is something appealing about you,” she said. “My mother used to.