It was nice talking to Mark and in my mind I started looking towards him for some sexual fun. During the course of discussion I asked him about his pl...ns to explore Chandigarh, what he had seen and what he was planning to see.On his behest I suggested that he should visit Rock Garden and Sukhna Lake at least. These are the must see places along with rose garden where we were currently. Soon after I decided to leave him and bid him good bye, at that moment he innocuously asked me if I could show. Same for the girls. And really, more often than I could have imagined.” He glanced down at his lap and smiled. “This thing hasn’t worked like this since college.”“I know. It works better,” said Malcolm cryptically.“Must be something in the water,” laughed John.“Not precisely.”John looked over at his host curiously. “Huh?”“I said, it’s not in the water. It’s something else,” replied Malcolm with a serious tone.John’s jaw dropped but no sound came out. He shook his head as if to clear it, then. I could hear the camera clicking and the other camera printing the pictures, touch your toes Hearing clicking .She told me to pull my knickers up she then showed me the Polaroid pictures that had been taken.I could see how red my bottom was and the purple welts with the little white string hanging down.The next one me bent over and the string coming out of my anus ,for some reason this really excited me I felt really feminine.She then showed me sitting on Derek's cock, I appeared to be smiling. By the same logic, since she felt that this man was raping her, then he was indeed guilty of rape and she should feel no remorse for what she was about to do to him.A different speaker had said that when crimes occur, especially against women, all men share the guilt. So this bastard is as guilty of murdering her daughter as any other."Make me come, you fucking bastard!"She felt his tongue poking her clit now. He started swirling it with his tongue. He continued, on and on, swirl after swirl..