He thrust upwards into me then clasped my head in his hands and kissed me, deep and searching. Almost as if he were getting lost in a storm and needed...my mouth to anchor him down. As we kissed his hands traveled to my breast and stroked them hard, it was exactly what I wanted. The pleasure rippled through my body and down to where we were joined. He pulled me to his chest and held me tight as his thrust got faster. He pumped into me like it was the last time he could do it. I loved it. He. She had forgotten about the videos from her necklace camera. She was not even sure if it had recorded anything. Alisha opened the storage file. Those videos from the pub were intact. Not surprising since she was not far from her laptop in her car.She had videos from the car too, where David was fingering her like a whore. But since Alisha was arching backward due to the immense pleasure, most parts of that session was just the roof of the car. Everything abruptly stopped after a few minutes. And indeed, my cock was pushing against my pants. I could still see the prick of the guy to my wife’s left standing up, and I knew my own purple head was pushing against my underwear. Sally seemed to be getting into it, too. I could see that was breathing hard. Of course, that made her breasts rise and fall under the hungry gaze of the watchers. My left arm was still around my wife’s shoulders. I reached over with my right hand. I very gently tapped the underside of my wife’s breast and made it. She was shocked to see my erect cock and looked at my face with torchlight. She gave a signal to proceed. My sister was in her nightgown without underwear (well prepared!!) She was also shocked to see my erect penis, she showed it to aunty and aunt whispered to her ” don’t worry probably he is dreaming about something” and as my sister sat on me and with her hand she guided my cock inside her very tight pussy, I could not contain any more. I came with a splash all over her wet cunt; I could.