I entered and closed the door. I stripped down and put on my sleeping boxers and a tee shirt. I pulled the covers back and lay down composing my body ...to sleep.A few minutes later, I saw a pale figure enter my room from the bathroom. It was Agnes and, if she wasn’t naked, she was close! “Move over, Eric.” I moved over to give her room. She crawled into bed and I saw that she was naked! She whispered again, “Eric, you’re wearing too much.” I was a little shocked but pulled the shirt over my head. So while we decided on what movie to watch I throughly looked the booth over for any cameras, glory holes or anything that could surprise us when we didn't expect it. We finally decided on a movie, locked the door and dimmed the lights. I sat on one bench while my girlfriend sat on the other and I looked at her, smiled and said you ready to do this? She smiled back and began to lick the wall, my eyes widend with shock and desire, made even worse when she said " what does that tell ya ". I don't. They were taken in my hotel room and were quite explicit. First, I got mad. How the hell could those pictures be taken in a private room? It was a violation of my rights. Whoever took them broke numerous laws! Then my thoughts changed direction and all I could think about was what Donna would say if she found out about the pictures! Even worse, what if her parents and our kids saw them?My mind began to understand the situation into which I had been plunged. I was obviously being threatened. If. . Something they would practice, even if I wasn’t around. This opened up a world of sexual positions and opportunities for us. I could now have my prick in one of them while she was using her tongue to please the other, making it possible for everyone to participate even though there was only one dick to go around. It also meant that if my penis was currently recovering or otherwise unable to perform, I could still service my ladies. She used my cock to teach Abby about giving head. Abby had.