Mike took photos of me fondling Richard's cock; even close ups of my hand grasping the fat shaft before taking a few shots of Richard alone. Then Rich...ard suggested he took some of Mike and me together.We soon transferred onto the couch with Mike sitting beside me touching and kissing me passionately. Richard stood naked; watching and taking photos of us, his thick, cock hard and proud. His magnificent erectness betrayed his arousal. It was contagious as I too was highly aroused.My cheeks were. I opened it up and inside was a stunning necklace - it must have had one hundred diamonds. It was absolutely the most beautiful thing I ever saw. It was hand-set in fourteen carat gold. “This is your gift for you. You won’t wear it tonight, because it’s the real deal. But this is a copy of the same necklace.” “Peter, it’s gorgeous. I can’t believe you bought this for me.” “You deserve it. Let me show you how much you deserve it.” My stepfather took my hand and walked me to his bedroom. He. '06/038 (Carol)' her label said. As we walked by she was being manhandled, still bound and gagged, into the cell. Harry followed her into the cell. "Put her ankle chain on," I heard him say, "and then I'll see what those titties are like close up." He turned to the girl. "Don't be upset little cunt," he said, almost affectionately as he reached out a hand and cupped one of her breasts, "you'll have plenty of gentlemen callers while you're here." She tried to pull away from him, earning a slap. That however changed when we ended up getting a new guy at work. He was a slim looking guy, not hot or anything, but he just looked like a good fuck. He quickly got acquainted with everyone and all the girls seemed to adore him. Reason being was because he was gay. Or at least that was what I heard. Now he wasn't much of a problem at first but he soon started having tardy issues. Pretty much made everyones life a bit more difficult. I still joked with him whenever i saw him, but suddenly.