My little cock drooled precum down the side of my leg. My fears had melted away and were replaced with drooling lust. The room was filled with grunts ...nd moans of pleasure. I could smell the sex from my hideaway. My cock drooled pre-cum and I dared not touch the hard little thing as I was certain I would cum immediately. By now, Mary had gotten on top, in her favorite position. As big as Patrick was, she engulfed him completely. I knew her hot dripping juices were spilling out and dripping down. I took a deep breath and wobbled out of the kitchen to head outside with the rest of the group. Pushing the back screen door open I squinted as the sun hit my eyes. Every step I took I was reminded of the brutal fuck Uncle Johnny had just given me. He was right, I was going to feel him for days. As I walked onto the deck towards the chairs in the shade I felt more of his cum slide out of me, making my thighs slide against each other. Mommy was sitting with Katie at the large table, snacking on. I took 5-6 such pictures from different angles and with different pictures of her on the monitor then I sent them to her. As soon as she received the photos she said that they were great, that she was terribly aroused by the fact that I photographed my cock in front of her photos and that they were taken literally seconds ago. I told her I was very excited too. I was excited to show her my cock. She told me that in the photos with my wife she really liked my cock, but now she is just wet when. She crouched down very slowly, not wanting to expose any more of her body to Paul’s eyes than she had to, and picked them up. ‘I had to do what you said! I had no choice!’ ‘Interesting word selection, that,’ Paul said, steepling his hands together. ‘Are you familiar with the concept of the ‘hidden observer’?’ Charlotte shook her head cautiously. ‘On some level, no matter how deeply hypnotized you become, a part of you is awake. They call that the hidden observer. It shapes the way you respond.