He said he had seen me on various websites pandering to that sort of thing and if I was interested in actually watching one being made in real life I ...hould come to an address included in the email a certain date and time. I was surprised and concerned that I had been found out and worried if the email was even real. But, my curiosity, and (horniness) got the better of me. I decided to drive by the address, knowing I did not have to go in if I did not want to.At the appointed time I drove to. I had just gotten out of the hospital for a serious sports injury and still a bit high from the drugs. We were talking about life and somewhere randomly I bluntly blurted out “I like you, and your fricken hot.” I remember you laughing, still knowing I was dazed and confused from the anesthetics. “Thank you,” you said through your hysterical laughter. The next thing I knew you leaned in a kissed me. I pulled your head in and held you close to my body. I remember being thankful I couldn't feel. Of course, these pretty girls would be nice to photograph under almost any circumstances, but this was the best, I thought.Eventually hunger overcame our lethargy, and Heather suggested we take the car and get some fish and chips, and then find somewhere to eat them. Vicki vetoed that idea quickly, suggesting there was a place we could get them within walking distance, and that we could eat them right here on the beach. It would be nice, she said, to not have to get dressed again, and the beach. In earlier days I heard from Keya that these ladies appreciated about my wife’s sexy figure, like Viji once told her “Keya your bottom and top are nice”, Soma told “My breasts are always small, not great like you”, Chandana envied always seeing Keya in a good outfit, Kajal won’t talk with Keya in party where everybody look generally great.Soma started to suck Keyas left nipple, invited me to suck the right. Then onwards my wife lost control and succumbed to our lust. Oh—oh—ah—ho—ho—agg.She.