I'd simply ride out the pain, the knowledge of it keeping us close together giving me the energy to persevere.The dildo gave me several more electric ...hocks, and I could have sworn they were more intense than before. I tried my best to remain as quiet as possible, only letting out a few painful gasps as a tear began to fall down my face. He ignored me, reading the beginning of what I'd written as he left the room again.After what seemed like an eternity, but must have been far less time than. The fileslug seemed rather odd, and Iclicked to view it. When the QT player opened, thefirst frozen image stunned me: It was Roseybabe, in ourbedroom wearing the bikini, her long brown hair flowingpulled around to her chest and over her right breast.As soon as I click the player start button, adistinctive singing voice booms out from the computerspeakers and the video begins.“I like your pants around your feet.”I recognize the song right away: Nickelback’s “FiguredYou. Just a quick one. I looked around, and curiously enough, the beach had turned a bit boggy, but I didn’t see anyone. So I placed my right hand flat on his right ass cheek and softly cupped it. An instant later, I was squeezing it. And a few seconds later, both of my hands were pleasurably fondling his ass through the fabric of his trunks. That is when I noticed he wasn’t completely asleep. He let out the most exquisite lingering moan. That led me to figure that we would probably be more. Desmond, standing behind Beth, held her as Otis got ahold of her dress at the collar and ripped it down the front. Desmond then pulled it off her shoulders. The torn dress fell around her ankles, leaving her standing there in bra and panties.“I don’t know what you think my husband did, but please don’t do this to me,” the pretty blonde terrified wife begged, as Desmond unhooked her bra.When Beth felt her bra loose, she automatically put her arms up to protect her breasts, only to have them.