I went to my bag and grabbed the camera. I was going to record us both using this bitch and then show her the next morning.I set up the camera then sa... back with a drink watching a stranger with his head up my wife’s dress licking her shaved nylon pussy. After about five minutes Phil removed himself from under her dress, stood up and started to unzip himself. Phil said can I jerk on your wife? I said sure but don’t spunk on her, not yet. Phil took out his cock and stared down at my wife. "Quickly." This sword still threatened but with less spirit behind it, now pointed at my feet rather than my nose."And the lady?" I asked, taking my eyes from his sword whose point quickly rose and stood now barely a yard from my chest."Help me," she sobbed. "Please." How dramatic, you stupid bitch," said the man, glancing back at the huddled woman who was raking her hair from her face. He swung his free hand and struck her high on the forehead leaving the imprint of his ring.I took his. Ahhh. Your cock feels so deep inside me. Ahhh. Ahhhhh.. ohhhhhhh!!" Prudence felt the apple sized head of his member growing larger and larger as her husband fucked on and on. Such was his vigor, he had pushed them both higher up the double bed and the oak paneled headboard was now thumping against the bedroom wall in tribute to their mating. Thump, thump, thump. Prudence whispered to her husband. "H.. Henry. Oh. Wait! You'll wake the house!" Henry just grunted. His whole world was centered on. Daddy always called me by my full name. ‘Nothing really’ I replied getting red with embarrassment, ‘just the solution to a problem I have been struggling with for long’. ‘I am happy that even on a festival day you have not forgotten your studies’ daddy said, ‘when do your graduation exams start?’ ‘In five weeks or so’ I replied thinking if he only knew what was going on in my mind. Sarit was still lost in her thoughts and quite oblivious to all that transpired. ‘Sarit’ I said. No response..