When his cock fell free of my wifes vagina I zoomed in on it. It was a good ten incher and very shiney. The black was was better hung but the lighting... was so dark he didn't show up very well. I moved in real close and when he saw me he parted his legs so I could get a shot looking up from the ground , The fire light was good enough that I could see the bottoms of my wifes white ass cheeks and his very shiney hard cock slidding in and out of her with ease. She saw what I was doing and moved her. I pull and wiggle my hand just a little trying to free it without waking Anna up. She seems to be fairly well under by now. But the wiggling only serves to cause my hands to brush against those sweet mounds. I shake my head in frustration. I sit there for several seconds. I want to slide my hand over and cup a tit. I can just picture the feel of it under the palm of my hand. I can imagine teasing the nipple between my fingers. It would be so damn easy.Almost unconsciously I find my fingers. Sam was not altogether familiar with the social networking site popular among young people, but he had heard of it.Sam typed "MyPlace.com" into the address bar and after being overwhelmed by annoying ads and popups, decided this may be a good place to start searching."Dawn Priestly" did not uncover any relevant results from a brief MyPlace search, but Sam knew there was a chance Dawn would not include her last name on her profile. The problem was, typing simply "Dawn" uncovered far too many. This carried on for what seemed an age until Janet obviously orgasmed on my face and finally they both got off me. I was sobbing and unable to move, everything hurt, my shoulders, my neck, my jaw and most of all my stomach.Kathleen knelt down and Janet squatted on the bed, "Fuck me Janet look at the marks my heels have made on him, he is going to have some serious bruises soon". She pulled me up into a sitting position, still sobbing as I started to rub my tummy. Janet had her hand on her.