He was a professional photographer and actually had quite a collection of X and XXX-rated pictures of different couples and girls that he’d taken ov...er the years. He’d always be bringing some in to show the guys in class. He was always asking me to bring Suzi over to his place some weekend. He was very open and blunt that his plan was to get her drunk and take nude photos of her… and to fuck her of course. He tried to bribe me with offers of making me copies of all the pictures he take. Saying. One puddle of pussy juice running onto my leg. She was in heaven and I was right behind her … literally.I built up a steady rhythm on those peach-perfect cheeks, and when I stopped, the groan of complaint was short-lived as I popped two fingers of one hand into her pussy, and the index finger of the other hand, lubricated with her juices, into that magic place between her arse-cheeks.I’ve seen and heard a few female orgasms in my time, but this was an earth-shaker. She let rip again with the. ”“One of my women is about to have a baby, but she is having difficulty and the healers of the tribe say she will die. Can you look at her and tell me what you think you can do?”John gazed at the Chief, and made a decision.“I have to be able to lay hands on her, Chief,” he warned.”“You are a shaman, so it is permitted.”The Chief gestured for John to go into the Chief’s hut, and in moments John was presented with a woman in obvious discomfort, he distended belly showing her condition. Two. But I couldn't hate her, either. I was dead. That's what everyone believed, and she couldn't put her life on hold forever."You're right, I guess, it's just ... I have thought about you a lot. I played our reunion through, so many times in my head."We just sat and avoided eye contact for more than a minute. This was so awkward it was painful. There was nothing she could say that would make me not feel pain, and nothing I could say that wouldn't just be an attempt to make her feel guilty. There.