For an hour he walked the West quarter, watching frolicking of children in the streets and among the trees; should danger arise, he would have to hast...en to bring all of them and their families inside the wall. In the meantime, he could only hope the danger he feared would not arise. And as he watched the many happy faces he saw, he was glad: builders were building, children were playing, and the immediate threat was passed. Still, he could not lift free of his own worries.At last, Iordan turned. Anne welcomed me in, assured me that it was the right place and right time and ushered me into the living room. Here were another 5 or six guys, none of whom I recognised, but all of whom brandished cameras of varying sizes. They were gathered round what appeared to be a cross between a large beanbag and an armless and backless sofa. This, I was to quickly learn was where our “model for the evening” would be posing. I made small talk with the other guys whilst I was fiddling with my camera. Mary continued to land spank after spank even as it was clear that Ellen was struggling. She had told Ellen she would be getting forty spanks on each bottom cheek and she certainly wasn’t going to give her any less. Mary counted out the forty spanks and when she had given Ellen the full tariff she stopped the spanking and rubbed Ellen’s very hot bottom cheeks. Ellen stayed across Mary’s lap even after the spanking had stopped. She lay there crying and felt the tears running down her face as she. I said ‘Oh yes please’. And she did, and her pussy lips came even more open, and I took a lovely picture of her pink clitoris. There was even a little glimpse of the entrance to her vagina. I took picture after picture of Susanna Francessa’s open pussy.So there was this beautiful, innocent-looking girl, who was anything but shy and innocent in fact, showing off her tits and open pussy to us, and smiling and enjoying herself. Jake said ‘You look so pretty there between your legs Susanna. Really.