" You want to borrow it?" It was just an idle thought." Yes, or no?" Well, Heather seems interested. I was thinking I could take her out and see what ...she could do with it." Wait right there." No, listen, it's your camera. I'm not sure I'd do the same for you." Nah. It's old, and it needs a workout. I haven't touched it since..." He looked down at Sally, sitting at the table. She blushed. "Yeah. I better take that film out. You might be shocked." I doubt it. But go ahead." Yes, " Sally piped up.. I do.” He liked that and said “Mmmm”, with a throaty growl, right in my ear. “Daddy’s gonna fuck your ass now.” He started slow, thank God. It hurt at first but he went tantalisingly slow. With each stroke, the pain subsided and was replaced with exquisite pleasure. He started to speed up, getting into a slow rhythm that got faster as he went. I was moaning now, grunting with each stroke and he said he loved to hear my sweet little noises. “Mmm, good boy. Take that cock. Yeah, you love that. ”He says “nickname?”She replies “yes, Barney. Barney Bumfuck.”He just groans.She asks “do you think you could stand going 3 months without cumming?”He howls and almost cries as he says “no no no, please let me cum. I’ll be good, really, I promise.”She tells him that it is a little late for that; three months late.He starts begging again. “Oh please let me cum. I’m sorry. I’ll be better, I promise.”Her response is “we’ll see” as she starts to put more pressure on the dildo, causing it to slide. Because of my stupid gut, I'll now have to be on the lookout for any odd signs from Cindy. It's like I don't trust her anymore and for no reason. I'm just hoping my gut feeling is only indigestion.My problem is that I'm no super sleuth. I don't know much about the video cameras, phone bugging stuff, whatever the hell that is, and I'm not rich enough to hire a private investigator. Especially since I don't have the slightest clue what I'm looking for.Cindy handles all the finances so I have no.