I was humiliated. Standing there hard as a rock wearing a teddy in front of my wife.She then asked me if I was a hot bitch, I admitted I was. She aske...d me if the hot bitch wanted to get fucked? Oh yes I said. I should have known something was wrong the way she giggled. She went to her dresser, got her vibrator. I knew what was going to happen, she saw the fear in my face, and that only made her smile more.She put the dick up to her pussy and demanded that I suck her dick. I was on my hands and. "How so?" Well, there was some shots in there that just kind of reached out and grabbed me. That one of the woman's face while she was having an orgasm, that shot was just amazing. I looked at it and wondered how she could be so uninhibited to be able to do something like that in front of the camera, and yet it seemed it was a really private moment for her at the same time. It was awesome. I always wished I had to guts to be able to do something like that. But then, at the same time, I was. Your hand reaches your mothers pussy which is now glistening wet with desire. You run your finger along the labia, then I see it dip between the lips and slide into her wetness. She moans with pleasure. You let her nipple go and start to run your tongue down her body, caressing her tummy and encircling her belly button, while you continue to finger her pussy. You go farther, your mouth brushing her pussy lips as her hips buck up to reach your tongue. I see you slide a second finger into her. "Is everything alright Carmen?" she asked concerned."Of course, dear, I'm fine," answered Carmen attempting to appear casual."Why do you ask?"Terry could see that Carmen was trying to avoid talking, but she knew thatno matter what was wrong it would be better to talk it out with a friendespecially if it was as upsetting as it apparently was to Carmen. "Well Icouldn't help but overhear you crying and I thought that maybe somethingwas bothering you," continued Terry."Oh, I must apologize for.