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Blackmail

You wanked so much your cock got sore and you had to stop for a few days, why, because of the photographs.

The postie mis delivered a large set of 72 6" by 8" glossy photographs of a woman and her lover/whatever. All you know about him is that he has hairly legs, a slight stomach and a slightly larger than average cock. Oh, and his name, Chris, because it was on the package.

She on the other hand is lovely, about 30, pale skin, dress size 12 or so, average height and moderately large but firm tits with pale pink nipples. She has long dark hair to her shoulderblades with a slight wave. And she clearly knows how to make sure it never covers her chest when the camera is around. Or her face for that matter.

Anyway, you tossed yourself off because the pictures show her doing allsorts - stripping, feeling herself, playing with toys. Also more natural poses, brushing her hair, drinking from a bottle of evian, taking a bath. And some very un-natural poses, all the usual stuff, sucking, fucking but apparently no anal, but also tied to the bed spreadeagle, trussed up, blindfolded.........

Anyway, after cumming over her for the 30th time you sighed and wished you could see her for real.

Then the brain kicked in and 30 seconds later you were digging through the rubbish to find the envelope. It was a simple mistake - Right number, Right town, wrong street. That's how the postie did it, and that's how you knew where they lived.

After a few days casual spying you had seen her in the flesh and she looked GREAT!.

Apparently she worked as a cashier in the local Esso station, and he worked from home a lot. And so the plan formed in your mind. You kept telling yourself it wasn't going to be blackmail, just the exchange of one favour for another.

You waited until they were both at home one day, when you had several hours to spare, then armed yourself with three pictures, one clothed, one of her naked, and one, well, one her mother would NOT want to see.

You focussed your mind, tried to lose your erection, walked up to their front door and knocked....

What's next?

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