After they left, my wife untied me and the girls. I was livid. Just what the fuck is going on here. I screamed at her. Everybody was crying, and I was... getting nothing out of them. I figured to let things calm down for the moment. I headed back to my office to see just what my cameras captured for me. Sunday night, and Monday it is quiet, I did not see her around, so I assume she was gone somewhere. Tuesday afternoon she comes home from work early, and there is a guy with her. Fuck I could not. Her crying became twice as intense.I said to her laughing "Don't worry about it! That fart will probably make me a few grand! Now get yourself straightened up, our next session will be much more pleasant, even if it is unwilling. I'll give you some time." I gathered up my stuff and left.I showered up, ate, and relaxed a bit before going down to the office to edit video together. Jaime was young, pretty, and visibly scared. All traits that sell videos. I looked at the monitors, she had put her. She just said that it would probably work if I'd give it a try.I knew I wanted things to work, and I was probably feeling as desperate as Mary was. I agreed, and joyfully, she turned to the controls. After a little bit, she touched the knob and told me to step in. Curious as could be, I stepped inside and touched the crystal.My mouth was hanging open as I stepped out. I was cupping the breasts on my chest in disbelief, and long hair danced around my eyes. Yes, you heard right. Breasts! I. She clearly made a point of good hygiene and safety. It was part of the unusual pride that she took in her profession. I began licking her sphincter and pussy, moving across the taint back and forth. I wanted to see her reaction. My instincts were right: she loved this act, and almost certainly kept her tush clean with the idea of encouraging men to rim her ass. I started to nibble on her lips and clit, just long enough to tantalize her with the idea of a climax. I moved my tongue between her.