“Just one more my good girl, you can do it.” You feel me start wriggling on your hand, as you access my G-spot and stroke. Your hand on my back gr...pping my flesh and pressing me down against you. I’m pinned to Daddy as you use your good girl first thing in the morning. I groan the longer you massage my chafed insides. Body squirming on yours. Scratched nipples tickling your chest as I move. “Let Daddy have it” you decree, “Daddy wants it now little one.” I arch on you as you drive your fingers. I said I didn't know he fucked you that night. She said I know, no one did. When the video started it shown our bed in the master bedroom. Then my wife came into frame and I remember her wearing that Lycra outfit. It was a printed tank top and skin tight leggins. She posed for the video camera making sure her camel toe could be seen. In fact she ran a finger between her pussy lips pushing the thin Lycra between them. Then Tim entered and I heard him ask my wife what she was doing. She answered. I'm sure we both realised that what happened that evening and night would change our relationship forever. Until then we'd been friends, close friends it is true, but after a night of passionate intimacy, we became lovers. Perhaps we were before but never showed our feelings. A first though, we were extremely nervous and took longer than necessary taking off our wet things. Fortunately we'd the foresight to have a change of clothing in Ziploc bags and these were reasonably dry. "Put your shorts. "Then they fuck her, right?" "Yes," Nina said. "Well, two of them do. First Jerry, he's the main guy, so he goes first." She looked over at Farelli, who was now watching impassively. "Poor Natalie is pulling at the ropes, trying to twist and squirm." She suited her actions to her words, straining at the imaginary bonds holding her wrists and ankles. "But she's tied so tightly she can barely move. Right, Frank?" "Yeah," Frank said, his eyes on the book. "He rips the rest of her.