“However, as you have recalled accurately the past prior to your illness I am certain you will in time regain the memory of the last six weeks. So y...u will have no recollection of attending the funeral of Sir Frederick Bywaters? I admit you seemed to be in another place during the service.”I had no idea Black Fred was no more, although his health was never the same after the bout of camp fever he suffered before the battle of Waterloo.“Fred Bywaters was a good man, and the last of his line,” I. David-“Good Girl Andy”.He turned the camera off and set it up on a tripod he had brought in from the car. I had a huge feeling of butterflies in my tummy knowing how wrong this was. David-“Don’t worry Andy, this will all be over soon.” The camera was set up high and at an angle slightly off to the side to get a good view of my ass and face.David-“When I start the camera Andy, keep your face toward the camera looking at it the entire time”.Me-“Yes daddy”.Me-“Ok, here we go”He turned on the video. It was clear he could have his way with Anna. Mike stripped his shorts to free his python, approached Anna, and slid easily into her wanting pussy. Anna's meaty lips gently parted around the cock as her vagina's inner folds eagerly accepted inch after inch. "Oof. Oof. Fuck yes Mike, just fuck yes!" Anna barked as she started pushing her backside against him. Mike thrust forward into her. Mike grunted a bit and held his hips firm. Anna started fucking herself at this point, slamming her wet hole. And a mess it was, indeed.The mix of Irene's rich love juices and their both full loads of semen had mostly dribbled out of her cunt and dried on her thighs and her whole vaginal region. Some of the hay was sticking there too.It looked awful, but it looked sexy and interesting as well. They tried to wipe away this mess with some hay, but with limited success. A different kind of success had set in. Both boys had a raging hardon again.As a result of them fumbling around about her cunt, Irene had.