A camera."Just a few for the album Rebeka" he said, a slightly mocking tone in hisvoice "now come on, look sexy, youve confided in me your fantasies a...boutbeing a Betty Paige bondage model, havnt you?"And it was true, I had! But not like this!...not for real!...it was onlyever supposed to be a fantasy! I struggled against the ropes long and hardbut to no avail. My distress and muffled squealing only seemed to increasethe look of slight amusement on his face and he clicked off snap aftersnap,. AHHHHH” she hollered as she came. I finally realized it wasn’t a dream. As her pussy gripped my dick I started cumming do to the tightening and loosening of her pussy walls. She and I both came hard; with her going into convulsions. I held onto her hips thrusting forward and shot load after load of sperm into her casing another orgasm. When she and I both came down from our orgasm, I pulled out fast and shot away from her. I was still weak from the flue and the orgasm that it was hard to get. When he saw Mark and the rest of the guys he seemed frightened, so I reassured him by saying, "Don't worry, Deepak, that's just my husband and some of his poker buddies."Deepak looked puzzled and said, "Your husband allows you to do these things?"I replied, "First of all, honey, nobody allows me to do anything. I have sex with whomever I want, whenever I want. And secondly, my husband loves to watch me with other men." Well I guess everyone has their own ways," replied Deepak, "but even though. It was way too extreme for her, it was way to extreme for anyone. There is no way any woman, anywhere, could happily refer to herself as a cum toilet. Jennifer searched the web and couldn’t find where someone denounced it as a lie. She did find a site on the web that was operated by the people who purportedly lived what was in the book. There were pictures and a web cast, Jennifer almost downloaded one of the audio files and then decided she didn’t need to. It might be true, sort of, but no way.