Sexual energy, Anne woke throbbing with it, her cunt was soaked, stank, she loved it, Sean would be over, they would head to NH, for a weekend of fuck...ng and mayhem. Hubby was gonna catch hell, God, she wanted him savaged, their guests were just the folks to help, Annie giggled. Thinking of all the cocks she would be getting got her moaning, as her fingers played, but thoughts of her husbands abuse pushed her off the cliff, she rolled two huge orgasms to start the day, not bad, the old broad. After a few minutes of our oral attack on her she exclaimed we should go to the bedroom to get more comfy.On the way to the bedroom she shed what little clothing she had left. Jay and I followed suit. At one point Jay almost tripped with one leg still in his jeans as he rushed after my wife.Finally naked, we fell onto the bed in a tangle of arms and legs. Jay was faster than I and again latched onto Mandy's sopping cunt. I kissed her hard on the mouth, swirling my tongue around. Mandy could. I spy a charging cable and realise there is a phone at the end of it, slipped down the end of the bed while my friend and I have been ... occupied. I gently ease the phone towards, hoping but not expecting to find ... yes! My naive little cutie doesn’t even have an unlock code, so I switch to the camera, making sure the volume is turned up. I snap a picture of her on the bed, naked except for the ball-gag and football scarf. She starts to scream round the gag. Turns out there might be one thing. In the back of her mind she knew what was going to happen, but in the state she was currently in nothing like that entered her mind. To her, she was just going to visit her friend for the day. Nothing sexual was going to happen. In reality she never remember what had happened that day in Dr. Hawthorne's office. She'd gone for some therapy and she thought all was fine. She and the doctor has discussed her 'condition', as he liked to call it, but they'd never gotten to the 'nitty gritty' of her.