”Everybody laughed at that, and soon we were talking about the differences in our religions. However, I was a bit surprised that I had never realize... that my best friend was Jewish.Now don’t think I’m prejudiced, I don’t think I’d ever met a Jewish person before I moved to California. And even though I was not Mormon, in Idaho (other than the area around Northern Idaho where a lot of inbreed nuts moved) we tended to have a lot of respect for the “c***dren of Israel”. Even though it was a. After making arrangements to book into the same hotel, Holly sent me a personal message and said that her and Scott had been talking and would like, if I were willing, for me to be their camera man for a night. They apparently had often discussed having somebody film them having sex, but had always shied away from it. However, they felt they knew me well enough, but as I also lived across the Atlantic, I was in someways a stranger rather than one of their friends so I fitted the bill for them.. ..So that evening was to be the first of my, shall we say, more “professional” sessions with the boys. I arrived all togged up in my new undies but, for a cover story for my mum, just had a very conservative outfit on top, though I had brought a small bag (smuggled out into the garden shed in advance in case questions were asked!) with a short dress in it,, some high heels and make-up. Pete let me in and I saw a rather larger gathering than I had expected. Dave was there of course, plus Greg. I took turns playing with my nipples, rolling them between my index finger and thumb, pulling and pinching them until they ached with pleasure.At the same time, I raised my hips, pushing against my fingers, wanting them deeper inside my wet, tingling pussy. Ahh, that’s it! My fingers filled my hole, stretching me and giving me that incredible sensation of fullness. It was a sensation I craved; my low moans became loud groans, and I was so very close to coming. Reaching over, I grabbed my bath.