Soon after Sharon got another text and looked over at me, “Oooh sir, Maisie was worried sir and wants to meet me so we can walk home together” she... said, “Do you mind if she knocks on the way home sir?” she asked and I certainly had no problem with that, “Not at all Shaz, tell her to come round the back” I told her but was also curious as to whether she knew the crime that she was being punished for, “So does Maisie know what you are being punished for?” I asked as Sharon finished sending her. I couldn’t leave the photos or my pussy alone for most of the weekend. I had no idea people did the sort of things that were in these photos and as I reflected I couldn’t believe that the friendly mature couple that owned and ran the restaurant where I use to work were kinky beyond belief. I won’t go through what I saw in each photo set but I will recount the most memorable. Subject 2 was a platinum blonde woman probably in her mid 30s and in her first photo she was immaculately dressed in a. They dated for a while before they opted to get married. The wedding went off without a hitch. All of the fun would be during the honeymoon. It was there they'd meet Andre, a handsome Frenchman who always spotted beard stubble. Andre was a bellhop at the Grand Lakes Hotel, a 60 story high rise. He'd come to America to see the sites and take in the culture. He fell in love with the country, especially the horny couples. And he could see by the way Gregg and Michelle were all over each other,. .." Good. Because I must make love to you."Wow! I had never had a guy be so direct before. I felt like I should slap him for being so presumptuous... but my pussy said otherwise... I could feel myself getting warm and beginning to pulse down there.Next thing I knew, he had pushed me up against the side of the pool and was pressing his body against mine. I could feel how hard his cock was as it moved against my hips. His lips brushed over mine and I felt his tongue move into my mouth. Fingers.