Richard thought he saw a flash, but he was still seeing the same sight he had before. His buddy Eric was balls deep in his wife Delicia on Olivia's couch. He could hardly blame the couple, married for years now they'd met each other back in college. Olivia was hosting this sort of reunion and was letting them all stay over. He was surprised at their audacity to be fucking on Olivia's couch.
Eric gave a few more thrusts into his wife's fat pussy. Delicia was a thick Black woman, and her giant ass was swallowing Eric's cock. She was bent over, her heavy tits swaying freely until she and her husband looked up at Richard.
"Sorry guys, thought I heard something down here and didn't expect to see you." Richard apologized, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.
"Richard, what is this?" Eric demanded. Richard was surprised, as the skinny guy starting to bald wasn't usually this forceful. He realized he was holding the camera, and Eric probably wanted an reason.
"Oh, this? Uh, sorry, it's just a..." Richard scrambled, but wasn't coming up with a good reason to have the old style camera. He thought he saw a flash, and hoped Eric didn't think he was sneaking a shot of he and Delicia fucking.
"What am I doing here?" Delicia raised a hand to her head. She seemed surprised, and began grabbing at her body. She experimentally shook her ass, and fondled her breasts. It was an odd sight for Richard.
"who the hell is this woman Richard? And what have you done to me?" Eric yelled as he pushed Delicia to the couch. "Whatever you did change me back this instant!"
Richard hadn't realized, but the camera was still set to only allow awareness for the ones who had their picture taken. Emily still thought she was supposed to be his middle aged wife, and Delicia was coming to terms with being human and not a pair of panties.