The other two ladies clapped and laughed as they watched. The footage also captured other women passing by, clasping drinks in their hands and smiling...down at the pair as the stripper's hips rose and fell between the brunette's outstretched thighs. The camera zoomed in to linger on the brunette's hands firmly gripping his tight, pumping buttocks - and my mouth dropped open as I saw the wedding ring on her finger.Once again, the film bore all the marks of it being a real Hen's night; some of the. In a few moments she was home. She parked, grabbed all her many bags,and effortlessly hauled everything up the elevator to her apartmentdoor. In a few seconds she was inside, and strolling to her bed. Shequickly peeled off her gaff, put on her fresh pair of male undies, andwent to see John. She heard him humming in the dining room, and came upbehind him. John was bent over placing items on the table when he feltgentle strong hands reach out from behind him and lovingly caress hisbreasts. John. I found that fact oddly reassuring for some reason. Even more reassuring was the date. August 17th, 2016.Outside the cave, I checked the cell phone. Still no signal. Looking around, there was still no sign of roads or landmarks I was familiar with, other than the distant mountains and the river which still didn’t look quite right in the early morning light. There was absolutely no sign of people anywhere, either.Walking back inside the cave I decided to do a little exploring. Using my iPhone as. Jack felt sick to his stomach. Actually seeing it and knowing for certain that Denise was betraying him ... and had, in fact, betrayed him by lying to get to where the video showed her actively betraying him ... on her way to a weekend of fucking Charlie. He now had no doubt that she’d already fucked him several times before they planned their weekend getaway ... at least three of those times being when she’d come home ‘from work’ with that ‘cat that ate the canary’ look on her face and the ‘I.