While he spoke he wondered who was targeted next. He soon found out. "Jacob Hanson, do you forgive your wife for any pain and suffering she may have c...used you with her actions in the past?"Jake paused before he spoke. He wanted to speak to his wife directly and let her know he still loved her. He turned and looked into her eyes. "I do forgive her and I would act the same again if she asked it of me." A burst of gladness washed over her countenance. Jake knew he had reached her with the message. Women, men and couples played to the silent audiences via their little cameras and somehow, managed to answer private and less private messages of encouragement in the chat rooms. I discovered the site and then discovered the Bi-curious, male chat room. Usually, you can count on at least a dozen cocks on show in various stages of arousal. The chatter follows a standard pattern of innuendo or outright wantonness. I loved the room and became a frequent visitor. Then I bought a web-cam and managed. It felt unnatural having this thing in my ass and I felt like I really needed to go to the toilet. I was also hugely embarrassed to see that I had developed an erection as I had inserted the dildo. Melanies call of 'three minutes' bought me back to reality and I waddled over to the cans, squatted down and hooked up the first can. Then arms behind my head I started to lift the can. Once the slack had been taken up I could feel the weight of the can pulling down on the dildo. Legs apart and with. Guys whistled, stared, or pretended not to look because they had their girlfriends next to them; and I loved it all. I walked over to the yard where a dj was playing, and walked into the middle of the makeshift dance floor. Immediately, I felt hands all over me. The first was very innocent, a small pat on the ass. Then things began to get more fun. My tits were groped, nipples pinched and twisted. Fingers slid into my pussy, most male I assume, but I swear i felt some fake nails in there! At.