“Suzy, you little turd!” she yelled at me. “You intentionally posted that image of me naked.”I decided to play dumb and said, “What image?�...She grabbed my phone off my dresser. “You still using your home address as your pin number?” she growled as she poked at my phone. Then she smiled and said, “I thought so.”She had my phone open.She quickly brought up my original selfie... then the video... and then the screen capture. Why hadn’t I deleted them?“I thought it was just an accident,” she said. Her body twitched with pleasure but he kept on until she was feeling relaxed. Now, he reached her asshole with his lubricated thumb and inserted it in her ass all at once. Cagney produced an almost un-approving groan but John was fast in his attempt to assure her that everything was fine and asked her to relax. Cagney was very skeptical but she stayed quiet and kept her position. John took his thumb out and started to push his middle finger in and out of her. The tone of her sounds was a clear. I've bought the necessary accessories, all stocked in a special sex toy drawer in her bedroom, and the unwrapping and trying out of those were the highlights of several fun days. She's shown them to her husband, but Allan hasn't really shown any interest in playing with them and her. But she and I get regular use of them, much to her pleasure and mine.The pretend fear (despite the silliness of the r****g stranger scenario) was wildly exciting to her; she loved being blindfolded, being able to. “Just look”, she answered with her eyes glued to the screen. “That bitch has all of those men just fucking her silly. No bullshit, just sex.”This was an interesting twist, “Do you think about getting gangbanged by a bunch of old white guys often”, I asked, the wheels in my mind already turning.“Sometimes”, she answered demurely as she bent down to lick the bead of pre-cum from my knob yet keeping her head at an angle that allowed her to watch the action on the TV. At this point the girl had a.