Harry lends a hand... and more.

That **** plea for more was exactly what Harry had been waiting to hear all afternoon, and he was eager to provide.

Harry watched Marigold struggle for a moment more, her **** masturbation in three different ways-- anal, penetration, and clit-- and reveled in his moment of triumph. He left the vibrating plastic cock inside her, sticking out of her tantalizingly with the arm running up her taint to give her ass a little taste of the vibration, too. He picked up his camera again, taking one more photo of the woman before him in all her **** fervor and then taking a moment to himself to stroke himself off to it. No one would ever believe that he had gotten this chance-- not without his photo evidence.

Then he grabbed the flared base of the ass plug, taking the chance to fondle her cheeks for just a second, and pulled it out. The thing was so massive that it took nearly a half a second to fully emerge from her anus, the skin stretching to accommodate it before finally popping and letting it go.

Marigold came in a fiery explosion of passion. She jolted upward, slamming her ass against her heels. When the butt slid out, it was as if she had been pushing hard against a wall that was no longer there. She stumbled into her orgasm, her eyes rolling back into her head, her knees knocking, her shoulders shuddering. Her breasts heaved as she took long, ragged breaths in between moans. Her skin felt hot, like she would burn anyone who put their fingers on her. The vibrator, still deep in her pussy, carried her along as she shook and moaned and heaved and bucked. Her mouth fell open, and she screamed.

"Oh my Goooooood!"

It seemed like the world went blank for a moment as Marigold slowly recovered from her earth-shattering orgasm. Suddenly she felt her sense of anxiety creeping back. Did anyone outside hear her? She had been screaming at the top of her lungs. And then... all those photos! Harry was a good man, but Mari didn't know if she wanted him getting to see her like that whenever he wanted.

Mari sat there, not really conscious of her surroundings. She could see Harry moving around in front of her, his hand still a blur. The vibrator still buzzed pleasurably between her legs, keeping her at a happy and calm level as she slowly caught her breath. Then it happened.

Something wet touched her skin. Marigold noticed it, but didn't react at first. Then there came more. It was hot, even against her still-warm body. Hot and wet, and she could feel it dripping down her body like glue. In a few short bursts, the stuff splattered against Mari's face and her chest. Two strands hit her just above her eye and across her nose. Another covered her lips with the stuff. Three more exploded against her chest.

Mari looked down at herself, still in shock. The goo was white and viscous, and it had made a mess of her chest. She looked up again to see a satisfied Harry with a camera in his hand:

Click.

Harry had just cum on her, and he had the pictures to prove it.