You moan involuntarily into my mouth as my first two fingers slip inside you, reaching up inside you to caress the sensitive rough-spot inside your fr...nt wall as my thumb massages your clit. You break our kiss, gasping for breath and I sink to my knees taking your nipple into my mouth and continuing to work my fingers inside you. I squeeze, lick and suck, soaking your tits in my saliva and rubbing your clit firmly. After just a couple of minutes of this I can feel your legs start to tremble. I. You moan in desperation and grab hold of me, kissing me frantically as you plunge yourself as deep as you can go into my sopping wet cunt. I'm moaning and you think with a burst of pleasure and pride that the noises I made in the video were tame compared to what you were hearing this very second. You fumble with the buttons on my shirt, your hands shaking so badly you can hardly get a hold of them. You shout out and tear my shirt open, the buttons clicking off the surrounding walls, my breasts. So, he has no idea I have it. I guess he wanted to watch,” Travis replied.We both laughed for a few seconds.“Well, just go over there sometime. When he's not looking, just put it somewhere. He'll eventually find it, and he'll never know. Don't worry about it,” I explained.We turned our heads and kissed each other once again.“Well, I know this is brand new, but I feel like we've had sex like a thousand times now,” I put on the record.He had a surprised look on his face.“Really?” Travis. I slipped my finger out, looking at the thick traces of matter. The smell was overpowering. I looked up at a relieved Beth, clearly happy that I was no longer probing her rectum. I slid my hand up, moving over her breasts, painting her nipple with the brown matter on my finger. Beth had no clue as to the artistic work, her eyes closed, ignoring the process. But, as my finger moved up to her face, wiping it under her nose, Beth’s head bolted upright.“You sick….” Beth was breathing in her.