[milkman56]

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She flinched when he took the shot and looked up at the camera. She asked plaintively: “Why are you taking pictures?”

Miller said: “Put your mouth on my penis, honey….” She leaned slightly, her hands on her thighs, and leaned forward and put her mouth over the head of it. “Look at me,” he said. She looked up. Bob took that picture too. He still had that one. He showed it to me. That picture gave me an erection. I think Bob knew. I felt ashamed for myself and for her. She looked so abject.

Miller put his hand on her head and said: “Might as well finish what you started…” She closed her eyes. She obediently performed as he liked it, the light mouthing, the licking around the glans to stimulate him. He soon ejaculated. She slurped and swallowed and sat back, looking up at him and as he drew up his undershorts and pants, told her to stand.

Meanwhile Bob had taken of his pants and pulled his underpants down and Karen saw his erection again, large as it was, even though not so stiff as to stand up like a young man’s, like mine, but it was so much larger Karen stared at it and Bob nudged Miller and said: “Here,” and handed the camera to Miller.

Miller took up the position to photograph and Karen was stunned.

Bob said: “We want two more pictures. One with my cock in your mouth. And one my cock in ass.”

“I don’t think you can get that thing in her ass,” said Miller with a wink at Bob.

“Not her asshole, you shit….”

He pulled her up forcibly by the hand and positioned her roughly, turning her, slapping her buttock: “Bend over dammit….” She was confused. “Put your hands on your knees….” She felt his cock slip up and deeply into her and she held her breath instinctively. Miller told her to look at the camera. Flash!