At eleven the mail came. There was another envelope. I started to shake just from seeing it. I checked it throughly: no return address; no indication ...of who sent it.I looked at the photo first. It was me again, of course. I was on my hands and knees with an unidentifiable man fucking me doggy style. I remember when Warren made that one. He sat the camera so I facing right into the lenses. I was in obvious ecstacy.The letter read: "Hannah: My, my. You *are* a horny little slut, aren't you? Like. Would you like to watch it with me dear?" he asked as he picked up the remote and hit play, as I nodded my head."The title 'Solo Fun' flashed across the screen and faded to a living room scene with a young, small breasted girl wearing almost exactly the same camisole nighty I was wearing. I was so surprised as the camera panned down to her crotch, revealing long curly hair conspicuously framing her cameltoe pussy. The camera continued upward and her dark nipples were taunt and standing up threw. He put my hand on his ass and told me he was getting close. Soon I let him empty himself inside me. After he finished he kept going making sure he gave me my orgasms too. I loved how he stayed hard for me. Eventually, he pulled out of me and we laid together.He started talking about some friends he had that wanted to fuck me. I asked him if he really wanted me to fuck his friends. He said “kinda”. I told him I already felt like a nasty slut, and I didn’t know if I could do that. I asked him why. When she was out of the room I was able to adjust my cock and remember how I just got to see her ass up close. In about 5 minutes she came back into the room but this time she wasn't wearing her house coat just her nightgown, and it was slightly un buttoned so I could see a little cleavage. she said that it was too bright and turned off the overhead lights and then standing in front of the lamp turned it on, I could see her body silhouetted against the light and a slight sway of her breasts as.