To be honest, just the thought of a piece of hard, cold steel blade entering my gut gets me to a point of insanityI stabbed myself twice last year, bu... it was so shallow. Would I be able to this year? As the day approached, I made a trip to the desert to scout out a proper and private location. Last year’s spot was compromised. I parked my car, got my cameras, two this year for simultaneous filming from two angles, and hiked about a mile into the hills. I finally found the spot and looked. She watched through half-open eyes as Tony slipped on his robe. She couldn't help but smile, he had a morning hard-on sticking out like a battering ram. Then she remembered, "Oh God," thought Vicki, "what have I done." She remembered last night and the lovemaking. Her hand dropped down automatically to her pussy and she could feel her pussy hair, stiff and matted together from his dried cum and her pussy juices. "Oh, you damn idiot... you idiot. How could I let that happen?" She continued to. Sarita was squirming her ass on the pillows. I then started massaging her pussy hole with the head of my dick. I asked Sarita do you like that. Sarita said Ralph finish the massage. You have to massage the inside of my Indian pussy. I said Sarita do you want me to fuck you. I was only massaging the out side of your nice pussy. Do you want me now to massage the inside. Sarita said yes. You got me hot on purpose, There is no way you are getting up off of me without fucking me, no way !!! Now do. Below that, she wore her jockey shorts, leaving the rest of her legs bare."I didn't think..." I tried, "I thought you were..." Having a three girl party?" Helen asked, her embarrassment lessening slightly."Yeah." I admitted, looking down to see that although covered, my cock was still at full attention."We uhm, tried a little. I just felt awkward." She explained, quietly closing the door. "So I was going to ask..." If you could sleep in here again," I finished, a soft nod coming naturally.