"Ned had done some drawing in the later part of the summer holidays, when he had realised the direction he wished to take, and he had also persuaded b...th Bea and Di to pose for him, although with rather patchy results. They looked through the photographs first."Photography isn't my main subject area, Ned, but these are very good. I had heard something about you being good with a camera, but the way it was said made me wonder."Ned thought of the series of photos that he had taken of the previous. He then reached up and pulled my hair back and said “You fucking dumb trash whore slut, you love my cock don’t you?”“Yes, God Yes!” I moaned.“You love my cock in your ass, don’t you?”“Yes baby, please don’t stop fucking my ass!”He began to fuck my ass harder and eventually slid all of his meat into my ass and I felt like the complete whore that I was. I was a pregnant mom of two, soon three, married, respectable, the wife of a VP, and here I was having this 12-inch cock in my ass while my face. My Husband Steve would come home and eat his dinner, watch some TV, and go to bed, so he can get up at 5am for work. When he did not come home at his normal time I was pacing by the window worried about where he was. Finally, I hear the truck door shut and here comes my Steve with a case of beer and a sly little smile on his face and right behind him was his childhood friend Mike with another case. We had just moved back to where Steve grew up so I am just getting to know all his. "Always the critic. At least she was smiling when she said that."Good. I'm off then."With that, I turned and left the house, knowing Janey would take charge. Just like Sally would, if she could.I called Amud on his cell phone from my car as I headed for the Interstate."Amud, I'm sorry to disturb you, but Simone left the house with you this afternoon." My friend, as lovely as the child is, I did not kidnap her, I swear." Amud, again I'm sorry. I didn't mean to imply you had anything to do with.