It took all my willpower to hit the stop button. I quickly ran into the other room and grabbed my phone. I connected the phone to the computer and mad... a copy of the video I was watching. I shut her computer down and left everything as it was.My discovery was taking place on a Friday night and I was reluctantly looking forward to my wife getting home now. I had to pretend I did not know about the second video. Even with my current knowledge, I was still going to fuck the hell out of my wife's. That is meat made in lab rather than from slaughter. Would you like that? Or would you prefer meat from live animals”He said “Living animals would be natural and tasty”.I said “Even lab meat will taste exactly the same, then?”He said “But I would still prefer conventional meat”I told him “Admit it! You are a killer aren’t you? It turns you on that some bakra gets shaheeded for your pleasure”.Swami simply blushed. This innocence combined with perversion is what I love most about Swami!But my. I was 19 years old, 6 feettall and 180 pounds. I had brown eyes and dark brown hair and averagefeatures. I had finished my a freshman year at Dartmouth but didn't haveany serious relationships to date. But everything changed a few daysbefore I was due to return to Dartmouth at the end on summer break frommy home in Franklin Lakes, NJ.My lifelong best friend, Paul Immordino, was also my next door neighborin our "McMansion" development since we were in elementary school. Hewent to school out on. I didn’t go to the sauna until the next week, I arrived and I was very very shy. I practically avoided everyone and everything until I found the dark room. I sat there patiently waiting for someone to come in. I waited for what felt like an eternity, wondering if anybody was actually going to join me. Just as I was giving up hope, someone came in. My cock stood to attention and I let out a small cough so he knew where I was etc. He sat next to me, started to feel me and moved my hand to his.