I am Shibin babu fromKarnataka. The events I am going to describe happened some years ago. It was a bright spring night. When my mothertold me again t...at my younger sister had some problem in her hubby’s home byher lack of pregnancy even after two years of her marriageI lost the temper for, I had been in a constant struggle tomeet both ends together after the death of my father. Though there had not beenmuch family resources I managed to get the two younger sisters married andclear the debts of. She has always been the perfect "officers wife", friend, and mother to our two daughters.About a year ago, I had been at sea for a period of only about two weeks and then returned home. Usually upon my return Delia is all over me and wanting to make love. On this occasion she was very aloof and not wanting much to do with me so I let it go. Over the next few days I became increasingly more and more agitated and finally confronted her. She sat me down and told me that she had gone to a party at. "Fuck, what do I do, what do I do? I was scared of Jack. And excited by him. His hand was still clamped between my legs and I could feel my juices flowing, he squeezed his hand down further and I felt the first drop of cum drip out of my pussy. Fuck.He stood up and took me by the hand and led me into a dark room, he flipped the switch and revealed a professional setup of cameras and lights, all arranged around a king-size bed."Jess?" Let's just fucking do it." What?" C'mon!"I started to undress. This one was like that - a sealed little cubicle.As I was sitting on the loo I noticed there was a hole in the wall. It was about the size of a loo roll holder. I remember being pretty surprised, and that suprised feeling was almost instantly followed by a feeling of lust. I guessed straight away what that hole was used for, and I bent forward to look through in to the cubicle next door. (My heart is beating faster as I write this, just as it did back then).I wasn't too close to the hole, so it.