"Fuck, what a little horny slut you are." I said as I quickly reached over the side table grabbed my phone. I had almost forgot I was supposed to be ...aking photos!I quickly snapped a few photos of my dick in his ass, and him holding himself wide open for me."Do you like being fucked like a slut?" I asked him.I heard him try too mumble some reply through the panties in his mouth, but I ignored him and started pounding away on his ass."You're not so tight are you, you little fucking whore." I. Who must be treated withcaution and care.And, hey, his new bride appeared to have a hair-trigger prostate. Whichmeant that Stacey would be wanting, even needing, more stimulation "backthere" soon enough. And Mr. Biggenstiff knew what kind of stimulationpantyboys liked best.This was his third marriage after all.One's wedding night when one is alone with one's naked bride is not thetime to be "wistful." So let's just say that Mr. Biggenstiff flashedback momentarily to his first wedding night. Fuck, I love it!!”“Yeah, Nuzhat, I love watching you getting fucked, baby."I started to kiss you again and our tongues danced together and he picked up the pace and you exclaimed, “I love being your dirty whore!” The timing of the comment was perfect as he reached forward, grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled back hard as he pounded you. Looking at me you screamed to him “Yes! Fuck me like a dirty slut! Pound me with your fat cock!” At this point, my cock was so hard and I had to get. I had last used the camcorder on our last Anniversary vacation when we'd gone to Disneyworld, and I had last used the recorder when I was first starting out, to record my thoughts before I bought the laptop. I then went into our bedroom with a and put the camcorder behind some DVDs below our TV so that it had a good view of the bed. I made sure that the little green light was covered with Electrical tape, so it wouldn't give it away when I turned it on in the morning. The battery was at full.