" "Hold it, detectives recorded it? What did they record?" "Everything you said and did in the motel last night?" She thought for a moment and then he... eyes grew wide. "Everything?" "Yes, everything. I shut it off before the end, but I heard you talking about your love for anal sex, your promiscuity in high school and college, the three ways you participated in, even the lesbian sex shows you put on for your boyfriends." "Frankie, you must hate me." "No, Katie, I don't hate you. I could never. He saw his wife on all fours on the bed, roughly fucking her pussy with her big dildo. She had her ass to the door, so mike had a great view. He liked that it wasn't a show for him, it was just her, thinking she's alone. So the way she pounded herself was her little secret, or so she thoughtAs Mike watched, he pulled his phone out and started recording. He wanted to be able to watch her do herself, whenever he pleased. He also pulled out his hard rod and started stroking it to the sexy show. As. Poor Angel could only hold on as her body was not hers to control. The poor girl had been so unrelentlessly teased that she had to cum in some way. At this moment, she didn't care that it was some person -- both a man and a woman -- that was doing it to her. "Oh my god, " Angel screamed. "I'm going to cum! Right now!"The girl's back arched upwards as she was racked with the most intense orgasm of her life. She writhed under Anna as her body gave in to the delicious sensation. But Anna did not. I heard her start the water. After a few minutes, I got up to go get some water. When I past by the bathroom, I was surprised to see the door wide open. I resisted the temptation to look as I passed by. I was dumbfounded. Krista was always modest and a conservative. She never even wore bikini, so I was confused about why she had left the door open. I fixed me a glass of water and drank it down. Then headed back to my room. I was at a conflict with myself. One part of me wanted to look in and.