“Well, they’ll be busy for half an hour!” Shelly smirked.“Only half an hour?” I teased.“Oh, shut up, Steve!” she giggled. “Not everyon... is you!”“«Du var med henne?»” Karin asked. (“You were with her?”)“«Ja det var jag. En gång för ungefär en månad sedan.»” (“Yes, I was. One time about a month ago.”)“«Har du haft många som henne?»” (“Have you had many like her?”)“«Ja, en hel del. Vi kan prata om det senare, om du vill. Nu ska vi prata engelska för hennes skull.»” (“Yes, quite a few. We can talk. “Are you ready for this, babe?” Roger turned to his Goth bride, who answered him with one helluva French kiss.As the officiator returned, she found Roger and Jen standing at their makeshift altar in the backyard near the swimming pool, more than prepared to slip into their formal roles. She grinned at Jen’s unabashed Goth outfit, consisting of a black corset, a red latex skirt which was so short that one could see the color of Jen’s pussy stubble, grey silk panties torn in just the right places. I went along with it.That night we had an evening together, at last. Watching a film, while a bit ordinary, felt quite special. I had my wife to myself, a welcome treat. Even as we got in bed, things were going well. Debbie was in a playful mood and jumped on the bed to give me a blowjob.Blood drained from me, leaving me light headed, as every drop raced to be near her mouth. Enthusiastic lips and energetic fingers had me throbbing and wanting more.After the intense warm-up, those same hot, wet. He’d edit away all of the clunky transitions.I had a perpetual hard-on as I watched Jerry fuck Ann. Jasmine’s partial nudity wasn’t helping any either. Moreover, I knew that tomorrow not only would she be camera, but she’d also be getting fucked by each of us.Jerry broke after an hour, backed up all the camera footage onto the laptop and memory sticks, and then started again except segueing into different positions that then got filmed. At the end of the afternoon, Jerry jettisoned a huge load.