I dropped my pants down and gave my hand a spit before sliding it to my now erect cock. I trusted my hand up and down my cock as I scrolled though mor... of the messages. The words, the texts, they weren’t enough, I though before scrolling through it. My thoughts dazed to the possibilities of pictures. Explicit ones. I switched to look at the gallery. When I opened it. I was surprised. I was shocked and rocked to my core. The gallery… it was full of pictures. It was flooded with pictures of me.. You toss your backpack on to the coffee table and try not to step on leftover gadgets and pieces of Sara’s experiments.In almost a flash Sara greets you wearing a nice summer dress while holding two bags of luggage. She gives you a rundown of things to do and its the usual stuff: collect the mail, water the plants out front, don’t open the small metal circuit breaker looking plate in the wall …ok, that last bit is oddly cryptic but before you can inquire about it she’s already out the door.So,. It was amazing. I had a fantastic orgasm, my body in a frenzy as he groaned and growled at the same time. The spasms came in waves and I muffled my cries with his face as he ejaculated inside me. His spunk was like a torrent, filling my pussy with yummy hot man goo. I rested for a minute, savouring the sensations of his cock pumping in my pussy. Eventually I got my breath back and I clambered off the chair and rearranged myself. There was an embarrassed silence as I filled in the necessary bits. Once I told her that she had a perfect figure with a correct weight and she questioned me how much do u think I weigh. I told her around 50 she laughed and said she was 57 I told her that its not possible and she doesn’t look 57 I joked that I can confirm if I can lift her and check her weight she said ok try once. I was ecstatic I went near her she was wearing a saree I took hold of her hips wow what a sensation it was she was startled for a moment but I did not want to let my intentions out.