He was so nice to walk me back to the hotel after dinner.” “Hmm,” he responded, his attention returning to his phone. “’The bar’s really c...owded.’” “It was,” I agreed. I lifted my knee closest to the camera, rubbing my thighs together as I did. My skin was slick, all the hotter for the lack of friction. “’We can’t get a table…’” He looked up at me, his eyes boring into mine from half a country away. “Uh-huh.” I could hear my breath shaking. “’We’re just going to go up to my room. XX.’” He laid. I saw her tense and arch her back as my first wad hit her tit and then she closed her legs tight around her hands as she came also. Finally relieved I fell asleep only to dream of Jami masturbating while she was reading my mags.The next morning I came up with a plan and rearranged my books so I could try and figure out which story or stories Natalie liked. After about a week there were 2 books that surfaced to the top. One was of exhibitionism and voyeurism, the other was of mutual. °Shit,° I thought, °it's been recording since we fucked last night!° I turned off the camera, then pushed the twenty hour video to the big-screen TV. A few seconds later I settled in to review the video.Our sex was similar to my memory, though Winn was way sexier tied up in real life than on the screen. The video was pretty good at the beginning of the blowjob, and the audio was great – hearing Winn pretending to be Katie again had me hard in seconds. The camera angle didn't show our faces –. “How are you feeling?” Jay asked. “Pa reckons that cut on your forehead ought to be stitched. He’ll run you to hospital in his truck if you want.”I reached up and tentatively touched the thing on my forehead with my fingers. It was a huge plaster.“Ma cleaned the cut and put some antiseptic and a plaster on it,” Jay added. “You really scared me when you fell like that. I thought you were dead.”I was surprised by the change in Jay’s attitude. He was no longer staring at me with hatred in his.