With today’s HD technology, that was a single frame almost every other second. He knew the images where there, but it was so fast you couldn’t tel....Next he worked on a much easier project. For decades shopping malls and departments stores had been trying subliminal under the music pumped out for their customers to enjoy as they shopped. The idea was to deter would be shoplifters. Again, the results were highly debated at every level. But, the technology was there and readily available. Really. She rode the stallion right up to the back of the converted farmhouse, slid down from its back and hitched it to the porch railing. She went up the steps and entered the house without bothering to knock or announce her presence. She went down the hall and looked into the living room... and smiled delightedly at what she saw. Claire and Molly were both kneeling over a huge mastiff, sharing his big prick between their hungry mouths. Their lips were meeting around the dog's prickhead, kissing each. This film, however, was a little out of the ordinary, for me at any rate; it had an amateurish feel about it and showed four or five couples screwing each other in someone's living room. From time to time the couples would swap partners; they certainly all seemed to be enjoying themselves and the fact that they were so clearly ordinary couples gave it a certain raunchiness that I miss in professional porn.I was so engrossed in watching the film that I didn't hear anyone enter the room, but to. It was surreal to say the least. “What are you doing home already?” I groaned. “Watching my husband get fucked, fulfilling a dream of his and mine.” “What?” I asked. “Shhhh.” she said. “We’ll talk later. Right now I am going to lie on the couch and I want you to eat my pussy while Paul fucks you.” Becky laid on the couch and spread her legs wide. I could see her juices glistening as I leaned in to eat her. She grabbed my head and pulled my face deep into her pussy as Paul put his cock back into.