She grabbed her phone and stated to take pictures of Brian. She made himsmile for camera. "These will make great black mail photos" she said. "Ihope ...your business partners, family and friends don't get copies!" shelaughed. "Now I have these you're going to do what ever I say littlepanty boy'."Kelly - I'm sorry about the porn, about being inferior at lovemaking.I'm sorry I have a small penis. Please don't run off with Carlos, staywith me, I can change!" Oh I don't know, these photos will make a. She shoved her tongue more firmly into my mouth as she stroked it hungrily."I want to fuck you," she said. "Get me back to your place as fast as possible." What about the photo session?" I breathed heavily, feeling her tongue on my neck. She nibbled her way down, pulling at my tie and unbuttoning my top button."So we'll get our fuck on film. I'm dying to spread my legs for you. And the camera." All right."I settled into the seat and started the car. Alisa curled up on the seat, leaning over me.. Though our daughter Misty has always been suspicious of her mom’s extra-curricular activities on certain weeknights, she sensed we were up to something special when she found out I would be accompanying her on a Saturday evening. She tried to question us without appearing too nosy, but we simply told her we were going out to a club.We arrived at Bobby’s apartment promptly at nine and he welcomed us both. He was dressed in black jeans and a muscle t-shirt. He was handsome, dark-haired with a. The bottle opener was in the drawer, right where I put it, right where it always was."Here," I said. "Here it is."He snatched it from my hand and smacked me hard across the side of the head. A bright flash zipped through my head and I saw stars, the side of my face got hot. My ear rang for a moment and I was dizzy."From now on I want this thing on top of the TV. Nowhere else. I don't want to have to look for it. Do you understand me?"I nodded, still dizzy. He smacked me hard again, the other.