The man, moving up to nibble on his wife's ear next, suddenly stopped as he saw the camera on the nightstand. Ricki looked back, noticing his shifted expression, and seeing the device as well.
"Could ya put it away? It's an antique...don't want it to break while we..."
Before Oliver could sat another word, his wife had already grabbed it, opened the bottom drawer and placed it inside. "That better?" she soothed with a sultry tone, closing the drawer before opening up his boxers.
His cock shot up, fully erect. Ricki went the opposite way, going down onto it with her mouth, beginning to suck it. Not but half an hour ago would she had been the one with her dick out, getting blown by her girlfriend. Now though, that was but a dream - she was a woman, a mother, a wife...she had a husband to attend to.