Glancing over at Nikki, Katie rolled her eyes, "It's me; we don't need to see it." "Why is it on his computer?" Nikki demanded she has started playin... the blowjob video that I uploaded to the internet. Nikki quickly spun the computer around to show us. "Well we," looking over at Nikki as she glared at me, "I mean I, put a video of us on a website and he probably downloaded it." Katie put her head in her hands. Looking over at her, this was the last thing she wanted was to have another person. I leaned on the rail and watched the other private sailboats, for-hire taxi boats, and assorted other watercraft jockeying for a position on a busy Lake Como.“Ouch! Damn it,” I yelled as I felt the skin on my right calf being scraped open by something hard.“Mi dispiace! Mi dispiace!”, the young girl cried.It was obvious from her pronunciation that Italian was not her native tongue, but the sincerity of her apology translated perfectly.I turned to face her and said, “Sei perdonato.”The confused. She grabbed his wrist and began pulling him towards the woods at the back of the house, keeping him close at her back so that she look almost, semi-normal as she walked. Once they were submerged in the woods, she felt herself lose nearly all her control. She flew at him, pushing him up against an oak tree and kissing him passionately, trying to make up for the days that he had been gone. He pulled away, taking in sharp breaths. 'Lena, stop. I'm yours but I am also here to help you. I want you. She saw the filming crew, a camera man, another older guy sitting on a chair, the "director" ?What is he going to do when I am on bed, naked, men tasked with fucking me standing in line ?Looking over her shoulder, her husband and his friend standing at the door, her husband smiled encouragingly ..She took a deep breath and recalled why is she doing this ..Weeks ago, she came back home from work, her husband was in the den, on his laptop, his big penis in hand, chatting with a naked blond ...The.