I was at a party and someone had a porn flick playing on the television in the living room. I remember trying not to look, but I was so memorized by t...he movie that I found myself hidden in a closet, masturbating feverishly with the closet door cracked just enough to see the television and the movie that was playing. I’m now married and my husband and I have enjoyed watching porn together ever since we met. Of course, we have our favorite movies, but one night, my husband found a new video for. It had been a long time since a girl had touched him there, and he liked it, purring with satisfaction as the shapely hooker took two fingers and put pressure on him in a "come here" motion.Simon groaned.Holly stopped stroking his cock with her hand and impaled on her mouth on his member, running her tongue over the shaft. She reached down and picked up a little bottle of lubricant she kept stashed by the bed and squirted a bit onto her fingers. She then swapped hands and began putting pressure. We were all pretty nervous, but we had compiled a report.Fuck me! Talk about a firing squad.We were grilled for about four hours. It seemed that every bit of evidence was questioned as to its validity and if we used correct procedures in acquiring it. Hearing that evidence had gone missing or had been tampered with, had made several of the delegates very unhappy.We got a break when they stopped for lunch halfway through. We were, however, detained and guarded. We were not happy to be split up. It was quiet ... too quiet. People couldn’t look each other in the eye, or in some cases they hugged each other, as Amos quickly did with him. He didn’t even try to hide his need for solace. He also hugged Tara, who was as confused as Damien, but still embraced people all the same.“What ... what’s going on?” he finally asked Amos, who had to wipe his eyes of tears.“The ... bosses, the editors, they’ve ... they’ve been killed by a bomb that was set off at their hotel. It was clearly meant for.