"GSpot: " Like photos? Pete takes pix of us fucking and I luv it. A watcher seems even more exciting."PrlyB: "cud b, i gues"PJJ: "Are you typing with ...one hand, PrlyB?"PrlyB: "im soaked. lol"GSpot: "rofl. me 2"PJJ: " See if this helps"I then put up two pix. the first of my cock, close-up, at Gail's pussy just nosing into her labia and covered with flecks of her foamed pussy juice. I assumed Pauline would know it was after we'd fucked for a while.The second pic was a closeup of my cock pulling. I did as much as I could. His other two fingers left my vagina. I felt his large strong hands on each of my ass cheeks spreading them apart. I saw a more flashes of the camera. Then I felt something warm and wet press hard against my pussy and slide up to my ass hole and apply pressure to it. This strange man was now licking my pussy and ass. He pulled his mouth away from me and I felt his fingers return to my pussy then another slipped easily into my ass. More flashes of the camera. I stayed. She rocked back and forth, and I could feel her vagina walls gripping my member. She rode me hard and it wasn’t long, before I gave a loud groan. I blasted my load deep into her dripping hot sex. She collapsed into my arms smothering my face with kisses. We lay together in each other’s arm until we fell asleep. In the morning as we lay together, she said, ‘Well you might as well go ahead and ask me?’ ‘Ask you what?’ ‘What men always wanna know about me.’ ‘Ok, I’ll bite. Just what is it that. ” I read a story that said that so many intellectuals were executed that eventually soldiers started to throw the “state enemies” off the roof of the jailhouse so the army could ration ammunition...I’d been online for hours, digging farther and farther down into a death penalty rabbit hole.It was getting late, and although I’d taken a handful of Xanax, the gentle tyrant of sleep still hadn’t opened his arms. So, I stayed awake, sat by the window, which was wet with breath, and I researched more.