Emily cuddled Jason in her arms."Have you forgotten about me?" Doug asked, his hands beneath the sheet running up and down Emily's naked back and butt...cks. "We were in the middle of something, if you recall." I'm sorry," said Jason, choked with tears. "I didn't mean to intrude. I just need company. I am such a loser!" Oh, no, Jason, you are a kind and gentle person -- and it was my privilege to be your lover."Doug whispered in Emily's ear, "Can we just continue? Jason can stay if he wants to.. "So what does your Aunt Betty look like? I realize beautiful women run in your family and I like looking at you in the shower. Just how close is your family?"Not that close, and there's only one person in this family you're going to shower with! Don't worry, it's a very civilized camp, after all these are Unitarians. We have a cabin of our own, complete with bathroom. Your 'special needs' are all provided for. Besides, I'm looking forward to some nice, torrid sex while the rest of the group. Jim's television sat brooding and silent in the far corner, silently observing her return to her home after so long. Her reflection dimly mirrored her image in the black glass. A still, thin figure, dressed in jeans and a shirt as it surveyed the room. The television was Jim's, he bought it on a whim, not discussing it with her, just rubbing his hands together like Uriah Heap in anticipation of the delivery truck. Rachel hated it. For one thing, it was way too big for the room and dominated. In over 6 years she has never squirted when she cum for me. That's when I realized that I was hard as a rock in my pants as I watched my wife getting her brains fucked out. What is wrong with me, I can't be turned on by this, can I? Now I'm feeling sick at the thought that I could be turned on watching this. The video ended when the black bastard as deep as my wife could take it. I laid back on the bed thinking about what was happening when my phone got a new video sent to it and this time I.