I was afraid of us posting dirty things on Instagram coz we both post a lot of stories. First, she checked her phone. There wasn’t any pics or video... on the gallery nor any stories on Instagram after the movie started. Then I checked my phone. It had just a 10% charge left.I directly went to Instagram and checked. The last story was a video of Audrey trying to stand up and walk and saying that she’s freaking drunk. We both were safe from anyone knowing about this. Then I checked my gallery.. “Where do you live?” He enquires.“Umm! Down the road from here,” I nervously reply.“Look mate I am in a bit of shit, can you put me up for the night,” he says, very seriously.“Sure, but it’s only a small pad with one bed,” I say, nervously and with desires building.“Could it hold both of us,” he queried.“I think so, it’s a double sized bed,” I answered.We leave via a cab to my apartment.Inside I put more antiseptic lotion on his abrasions, while he rubbed toothpaste to his teeth.In my bedroom. And it would give us the opportunity to experiment with some new techniques, if you wanted to." Mr. Stephens, I would be honored." Good. Call me Ted. Call my wife Amy. Come on, let's do it."I was stunned. Was I really this lucky or was I being setup somehow? I didn't know but I looked around and the four of them were already up and taking off their clothes.Amy said, "We'll just leave our clothes in here and we won't have to hunt for them later, okay?"So I followed suit, then followed Amy and. I was in shock, but my wife's eyes lit up. They were soon on each other, my wife looking longingly into his eyes as he roughly forced her head onto it. Soon they were on the bed, with me in the corner humbled and watching. He took her all ways imaginable and she was screaming and moaning, cumming multiple times. Soon he tried to fuck her anally, spitting on her hole as she cried out. At this I had to do something and told him, 'Hey! Stop! She's had enough.' At this he climbed off and pulled me.