“How would you know if I was telling the truth?” I asked, trying to take control of the situation.Ian regained his composure, “There is only one...way to find out,” he said as he started to unbutton his trousers.“I don’t think so,” I stopped him, “you!” I pointed at Martin. I had known him for 6 or 7 years, and he had always been a perfect gentleman, but he probably thought that I was a lady!As he pulled his trousers off, I unzipped my dress, and let it fall to the floor; I quickly unclipped my. "Do you want to fuckme now?" she asked someone off to one side of the operator. The camerazoomed back out and turned to one side.A short muscular man came into view. He was naked, and sported what I'dcall an average sized cock. He approached the girl, who was now sittingon the bed. His position blocked most of the view of her. All I could seewas his back and arms. He removed her panties and held them up for thecamera over his shoulder, turning his head to one side so we could see hewas. "Where is he?" she asked uncertainly as the door shut behind us.."There is no John, just you and me, and you're doing what I say or Mummy gets copies of the video and all those stills you posed for.She looked up at me and I saw confusion in her sweet little thirteen year old eyes, "Yes," she replied uncertainly,"I'm waiting for my boyfriend," she explained.I smiled knowingly, "Yes John, he sent me," I lied, there as no seventeen year old high school athlete John, only balding overweight forty. I watched my wife remove her waistcoat for the two studs. I got out my phone and began filming, the guys were removing their shirts and trousers then lay on the bed in only their underpants. My wife was smiling, standing before them, her tits spilling out of her sexy black bra and her shaved smooth slit on full view. Both guys removed their hard cocks and sprinkled a line of cocaine on them. Smiling my wife bent over and snorted both lines off the two cocks then said excitedly. Fucking hell.