We got down to lake about eleven and Jean and Mary in matching white snowsuits climbed into the track machine. It took almost an hour going across the...lake it was a beautiful clear day about 25 below Celsius. The sun glaring off the ice the ice was over sixteen inches thick. You could drive a tank on it. Ben seen my tracks from earlier that week and as we got to the island and we could smell smoke. I said, “Ben check that out before we unload he went around the corner of the building to a big. "She took several pictures of me in this position from various angles and then had me position myself in other poses and she took more photos."Okay, Sara, I'm going to load these pictures on the computer, lie still until I come get you."About 30 minutes later she returned and asked me to follow her to the den."I've sorted the pictures and printed out a few for your 'before' shots in the album. Now, see how the hair sticks out along the crotch? We definitely need to shave you a little in that. He moved behind Ana and lifted her by the hips. She adopted a bending position, in order not to leave that huge black cock out of her soft mouth.That bastard pulled her tight skirt up to her waist. I saw she was wearing a tiny black thong, hidden between her round ass cheeks.The black man pulled her thong aside and rubbed his turgid black meat up and down her visibly very wet shaven pussy lips.He asked Ana if she wanted it. And my wife nodded a yes…Then he pushed inside. I was shocked to see. She just nodded and I felt my blood rush to my head. I got really furious at first with them for tricking me. Then with myself for falling for it. But it quickly subsided and I weighed up my options in my head: 1) Leave in a strop, spend a fortune on a taxi and leave a horrible, cold atmosphere with two friends. 2) stay here, sulk all alone, and face the even colder atmosphere in the morning (and still pay for taxi!) 3) play along see how it goes. Option 3 only suggested itself, I confess now,.