I couldn't tell for sure because Jack had been using a crappy old video camera that made everything come out somewhat blurry. I had watched them suck ...nd fuck each other, but beyond that I knew very little about them. I understand it's not usual after 25 years of marriage, for a couple to start looking for ways to spice up their sex life. Jack had already told me that the sex videos they made were intended for that purpose. Apparently they had worked to a certain extent, but it seemed they were. When she sat back, she slouched again so she wasn't sitting completely upright, the panties being pulled back, exposing a tiny tuft of pubic hair and clinging tightly to the shape of her pussy, the lightly defined cameltoe drawing my eye for a quick glance until she regained composure. "Besides," I said, "she never liked when I came, anyway. She always said there was too much."She perked up a bit at this point and laughed, wiggling a bit beside me, she looked at my boxers, "Nice hardon. Looks. A small tug and then tightness and suddenly...I'm blind. I let my control drift away. I don't want it anymore.She puts her hand on my back, between my shoulder blades and firmly, but slowly pushes me down. I bend at my waist. I feel the coldness of the table on my stomach first. Then my chest. I turn my head to eh side as my cheek lays down.She places her hand on my bottom and softly commands, “Cross your legs.”I obediently cross them. Her hand caresses me. Small circles on my cheek. With each. As I lay on the sofa I could hear the very loud sounds of sex. Megan was getting it for the first time and sounded like she was enjoying it. Her moans of pleasure encouraged me to slip my hand into my panties and tease my clit; my best friend was loosing her virginity and I somehow wanted to be a part of it. I grabbed my tit and rolled my nipple between my fingers. “Oh Sam, yes!” I heard Megan scream. “I think I’m coming.” The sounds of Megan having her first orgasm flooded my pussy. I slid my.