They were quickly moving me to the next line but I stopped the camera explaining I wanted to get my camera. This caused issues. They took out a neck s...trap and demanded on attaching to it to the camera for safety reasons. My bag and I were hooked up to the next line and I was pushed away. I took some pictures but they were blurred. I forgot I was moving. Before I had a chance to change the mode of the camera to a faster shutter speed I arrived at the next change point. Again, quickly moved off. And his fingers were buried second knuckle deep in my wife’s vagina.He said, “ill give you a second to get used to that.”It was going to take a lot more than a second. I am an average guy, but honestly his index finger was nearly as wide as my penis. Not quite. And now he had rammed two of them into her.He had obviously bottomed out. I knew he was bottomed out because as he pushed into her, she moved back the equal amount.She settled back onto the table and onto his fingers.He stood between her. We had fun imagining how distracting light blobs could be in a combat situation. An opponent should run to avoid them if they looked like they were going to impact on his body, and if we had plenty of time we could even make them seem sentient, like we'd done with the green frog when we'd demonstrated light blobs to Julia and Carol. These ideas assumed we didn't mind our opponent seeing light blobs, so it'd have to be a very serious fight, but not so serious that we wanted to permanently blind. Time had stopped that day and don't know for hiw long..few cars/ bikes did pass by but we seemed unruffled and so engrossed...word's jjst fell out and got carried away withe the breeze since the only response we could sum up was a slight hmmm...and the silence filled in the rest of ojr sentences.Either of us did not mind the time the location the eerieness of the place where we.stood away from the eyes away from any thoughts away from the regular grind..it was just us and our hands grazing each.