“Did I stand it, Mary?”He had challenged Mary in the breathless silence of exchanged vows and the certainty of an official’s sanctioning.“Yes,... Mr. Grant, you stood it.”The tears streaming down her face in the aftermath of total end.He wanted to hit somebody, but, corralled his rage.She wanted to hold him with all her might, to shade his eyes against her chest.Both had watched in abject horror.The meal was good, but, neither could nor would remember it. Conversation drew to the television. So what if they thought I was a grumpy old man.Silence, I wondered if my face had been so long when I heard those words from our instructor, had I gone too far.Liz was starting to cry as she hugged Sam, and me by default, Sam had not moved a muscle. "I'm sorry Sam, I just got distracted, I won't do it again. I love you. I don't want to lose you. I'm sorry Dave, you must have been real worried".Jack bent over and gave me another show. She had pulled her bra down, more nice nipples. She gave Liz. Seeing camera three’s fabulous naked body, my wife lusting over cocks, and hearing camera two order her to take her knickers off. Plus I can not believe how turned on I became when camera four said he loved me and wanted me to face fuck him”. Everything has just been perfect.Camera three added “To finally act out my fantasy; knowing orgasms were being reached because of my naked body. I have loved seeing all of your cocks especially when they were cumming over my pic. As for your cunt” she. Briefly only because her actions were preventing me from holding any cohesive thought together for more than a moment. Before long I had to tell her that if she wanted more than just a mess that she would have to hurry. I was already aching to release my cum. It was then that she told me she woke up thinking about me and had wanted me all day. The sight of her tits in the firelight once she removed her shirt and bra made my mouth water. I wanted her nipples in my mouth. I wanted to lick and.