I felt harder than normal so maybe the thought of being recorded was not negative deep inside me. I moved my hands onto her waist and aided her riding... She responded by making the downstroke more of a slam.My hands moved up her body, taking her breasts into the V formed by my fingers and thumb, then squeezing hard onto her dark nipples. Her eyes were fixed on mine; her face held a welcoming smile for a while, then a concerned look spread over her and the slam downs became harder. She started to. The next memory I do have is realizing that Ian had removed his tongue and fingers from pussy. In fact he had left the couch. I perceived him returning and kneeling between my legs, as he said, “I am going to penetrate you now.” It was at the same time a statement and a question. And once again, I was struck by the formality of his words. He didn’t say “fuck” or “bang” or “screw.” He was simply a gentleman. This time, however, there was no significant pause. True to his word, Ian entered me,. That was somewhat enjoyable but I knew it was very wrong so I was looking at them with scare in my eyes.“Are you scared honey? Do not be. We will not harm you” one said as they chuckled.The one in my left hand side held my neck as the other one was still molesting me. He turned my face towards his, took his mouth close to me and started to kiss my lips. I tried to look away, but he forced my face towards him. I closed my eyes and kept my jaws shut, but he squeezed my neck so I gasped for air. I. She told my dick is big compared to her husband’s and this is the only dick she has seen other than her husband. I made her sleep on her back and I removed her 3/4th pant. She was wearing red panty and it was already wet. I removed her panty. She had little hairs on her pussy and I thanked her for not shaving it because I like it natural.I started kissing her again with my right hand stroking her pussy lips and my left hand caressing her breasts. She was moaning and started kissing me deeply to.