It was a mail from Becky with a very large attachment.I clicked on the attachment and an MP 4 Movie file began to download. On the email was written t...e following words.“Honey I've sent the video the guys have just made fucking me. They’re both downstairs having a drink and getting their breath back then we’ll begin round two. Both these guys have huge cocks, but you’ll see that yourself. I’m going to change into another outfit they've provided then I’m downstairs to get double. She walked around on my side of the truck and I stuck my left arm out to take her hand.“Brenda, this is Rondo Billy Parker, my right-hand man and farm manager.“Rondo, this is Brenda Clarke. Her husband is the manager of the Co-op out on the highway toward Stewart.” She was looking past me, across to where Rondo sat.“Hi, Rondo. Good to meet you.”“Nice to meet you, Brenda.”She was still holding my hand - and hell, I really didn’t want to let go of hers.“I see our tractors coming. We need to show. "Come on then,' Becky demanded. "I want to see all." What do you want, a naked parade or something?" That'll do," said Becky and folded her arms waiting for Simon tocomply.He stripped in the bedroom with Becky watching. Once he was naked shemade him twirl round."Cute," was all she said and moved closer to touch his balls and cock.Simon loved the feeling too and their sex life hit new highs. When shesaid that she didn't want full sex a week or so later, she offered tobring Simon off with a pair. I wanted to scream as I watched the level of the water getting lower in the bottle.He smacked his lips and sighed with satisfaction. "That was good." He said. "As hot as it is in this room, only a cold drink of water can be so satisfying."If I hadn't have been so parched I'm sure the tears would have flowed. I suddenly understood that if I didn't talk about smuggling opium I wouldn't get a drink. "OK. OK, I'll talk." I managed to gasp out.I had no idea what to say but an absurd though came to.