When I zoomed in all the way I could see the color of peoples eyes. When we went back into the store we played back the tape we just made and the pict...re was sharper than any VHS video camera I had ever seen. I bought it.I couldn't wait to try it out in the tree house. Unfortunately I was running into problems getting an opportunity to use the camera. Judy's work schedule wasn't cooperating. She was working mostly days when she had to work on a weekend and when she did work evenings she wasn't. At the same time, she is talking to her loved husband she is stroking the other guy’s cock, how slut is she? A lot! In a scale of 10, she would be 10, a one hundred percent slut! And to make it even more exciting she says to her husband that her feet are in the need for a message, those messages that only he can do. Even more, she goes even deeper in the slutty talk and tells her husband how she loves to feel her tongue on her feet. She is certainly referring to how he worships her feet when. ” She sighed, “what could have been...”Patrick softly just said “wow.” I mean, what do you say to that?“Patrick…”“What?”“I’m horny…”“I was hoping you were.”Patrick stepped inside and got naked. He came back on the patio. Kelly had bent her knees up. Patrick climbed on top of her and they fucked. He was enjoying the feeling of slipping around on her oiled body.Kelly came within minutes. Patrick slowed up but they stayed locked in the same position. He sped up and brought her close and then. It's a slow progression this time, enhanced by the lube and the feel of my sister stroking me through the shiny sheath. I feel he orgasm even before I cum, feel my muscles press against her grip. “Oh Sandy...” I sort-of-mutter as the orgasm overwhelms me. “Oh Sandy...” “Cool!” Sandy exclaims as she watches my sperm quickly fill the tip of the condom. She slows her motions as I continue my spasms of delight. I let out one long breath as the climax falls off. Sandy is holding my penis, examining.