The next picture.

“I’m not sure. “ You say distractedly. Ellen looks you directly in the eyes, worried about what to do, and hoping that you can help her. She scoots next to you, and lays her head on your shoulder. Her hair is soft and tickles as it brushes against your cheek. You pick up the last picture Ellen took out of the stack for you, and can barely believe eyes, even after looking at the previous pictures.

Ellen is naked, and down on all fours. Her face is buried between the legs of Maria, the girl seen in the earlier picture. Maria too, is equally naked. Ellen’s eyes are bright and happy in the picture, and Maria’s thick pubic hair curls around the blonde girls’ nose and tongue. Ellen’s hand are grasping the Hispanic girl’s tits, squeezing them.

To Ellen’s rear is a slim, attractive black woman with her long black hair done up in tight ringlets. Her breasts are of average size, but you notice that one of them is pierced by a small ring. The black girl is wearing a strap-on which she is using to happily fuck your blonde friend. In the background stands a larges semi circle of jocks and clothed and semi clothed cheerleaders most of them with beer bottles in their hands, and wide smiles on their faces.

“Whoa man!” Your cock is hard, and you wonder if Ellen knows just how aroused you’ve become by viewing the pictures that are giving her such distress.

"Who's the black girl?" you ask.

"Angelique." Ellen answers glancing at the photograph.

Ellen sniffs loudly, and repeats her question, “What should I do?”

“Tell the team captain you have pictures of his girlfriend in a similar situation, and if he doesn’t give you all the pictures and negatives of you he has access to, you’ll send the naughty pics of his girlfriend to his parents, her parents, and the local press. Lie your head off.”

“What if he wants to see them?” Ellen asks, and you notice a wet spot has formed on your jeans where your cock strains to be set free.

“Tell him he can see them when he turns over the pictures you want.”

Ellen picks her head off your shoulder and faces you. “But I don’t have any pictures of her like these. How could I get any, even if I wanted too? I don’t even know Tami Long .”

Ellen glances down to your lap, and sees your raging hard on. “The pictures got you all horny, didn’t they? You like the idea of me being a slut don’t you?”