She noticed it and wanted to see what it is. I opened it saw some party or something like that, much of the girls were in two piece. Then there was a ...ideo, she asked me to open it, it was much worse, her husband was with a lady and kissing, then things became much licking press and others. I noticed that she was crying and closed the video and left the folder as such. I felt sorry for her, I said sorry, and I shouldn’t have opened it like that. In my mind it was boiling with temper to him to. I was playing back the entire night in my head. I would start to get semi-hard when thought about seeing Jeff’s 9 inches, which spun my thoughts into a completely new direction. Why was I getting turned on by my best friend’s dick? To stop my mind from spinning out of control, I had to broach the subject. But I did so with caution. “So, did you have fun last night?” I asked Jeff. “Hell yes! Didn’t you?” he replied. “It was awesome!” I said “Do you have any regrets?” “No, not at all.” he said. The one on my right knelt down and unfastened my shorts and pulled my rigid shaft from confinement. I raised my hips and the one in front pulled my shorts down my legs and tossed them to where their bikinis had fallen. The girls are not identical as I noticed that each had a birthmark just above her cleft. Belinda's was shaped like a heart; Althea's a diamond and Cynthia's was oval like an egg.Cynthia was mouthing my cock and playing with her slit as Belinda was juicing my hand. "Oh God, I want. In the opposite corner, were piled straw bales, used for bedding material. Marina felt the bale she was resting against. Rough as straw. The straw smelled clean, so she imagined that the petrol had been poured on the hay bales which were staked high on the left side. There were only half a dozen straw bales and they were in the far corner of the stall.She shuffled around and came against solid wood, with a gap underneath. She knew exactly where she was, in stall 6 up against the right hand side.