The video ended and 2 things hit me. First all the anger and jealousy I had experienced moments earlier had completely disappeared. Secondly, my cock ...as harder right now than it had ever been in years. I put my shorts down and started to stroke my cock as I clicked another file. This one was the one that would put the entire experience over the top.As I stroked my cock I clicked a file named 'sharing' and found my hot wife sitting on the couch next to another guy which I assume was one of. I was inferior, below that of a dog. Used as a toilet and now entertainment. And I was being filmed. One of the men walked around with a hand held camera. My face was filmed in close up as Pueblo was guided up onto my back by the man in leather. I felt him move my g string out of the crack of my bottom and then I yelped as Pueblos cock pushed inside my hole for the first time. He immediately started fucking me and the guy in leather ordered me to push back, to open my arse cheeks for Pueblo and. Somewhere in there…I don’t remember what triggered the move…I turned to her and hugged her. She returned the hug and the hugging quickly evolved into kissing. Gently at first, but soon our tongues were deep in each other’s mouths. Our bodies were pressed together, and I had gotten very, very hard by this time. As the kissing and hugging intensified I began grabbing and stroking her ass, and then moved my hands up to those luscious-looking tits. They were just as soft and wonderful as I’d. Had I been more calculating I might have taken a lover and so got with child and passed it off as his. But by the time I considered this it would have been clear to one and all. By then my husband knew where the fault lay. Our always intermittent sexual relations had tailed away to nothing.When he died on a cold November night I was once again without resources despite our near sixteen years of marriage. My daughter was away at a young ladies establishment in Dorchester so I did not even have.