You watch more of the video....it makes it harder for you to call Bill simply Morgan's "lover"!

You awoke with an erection ready to watch more of the video. You had sorted the files by date and time. That way, the oldest videos were on top, interspersed with photos that corresponded with some of the videos in date and time. You got a few more beers and another pack of cigarettes.

You clicked on the next video. The date and time said it was the next day and early in the day. The video opened to a scene of Morgan standing with Mickey Mouse at what appeared to be Disneywolrd. She had on an orange tanktop accentuating her lovely curves, and her small short green shorts. She wasn't wearing heels, just flipflops. You watched it for several seconds, and then shut it off. The next files were photos from Disneyland, and Epcot, the ones you saw on facebook. The next video was them walking the pavilion of Epcot. The pictures that followed were of them at night, at a laser light show. Someone must have taken the picture for them, because they were holding there hands up around the Disneyworld sign.

The next video was of the following day. The scene opened to that of the beach. A panoramic view of the coast line and horizon came into the shot.

"It's so awesome here," Morgan spoke next to the camera. The camera panned to see Morgan's face, her eyes covered by large designer sun-glasses. The camera panned down to see her hand holding someone's hand. The camera roamed her body. She had on a sexy pink bikini. Her skin was already tanning. "Eyes up here Bill," she stated. "You and that fucking camera!"

The video ended, and the next file was of several minutes later. Morgan was lying on a towel. She was reading a "People" magazine. One of her legs was bent at the knee. The camera roamed up and down her body. "You look good babe," Bill's voice could be heard. She looked over to Bill who was holding the camera. She seemed to be used to him filming her.

"You hungry," she asked. Bill must have answered somehow that you couldn't see. "Well, it's an hour back to Orlando, we should head back. I want to go to that store and pick up some stuff for the club."

Bill sighed, he was zooming in on her tan legs. "Do we really have to go."

Morgan chastised him, "I told you I want to dress up. I never get to do this kind of stuff at home." She smiled, "It'll be fun, trust me." She turned the page on the magazine. "Besides, it's like that bartender at the airport said. IT'S ORLANDO BABY!" She said it in a Jamaican accent.

Bill laughed, "That guy was weird."

It was these small things that broke your resolve. You could pass the sex off as Bill being Morgan's lover, but how could you explain these things. They were sharing inside jokes about experiences they had together. It was harder to rationalize these small things.

The camera began to be put down, and then it went off.

The next several files were photos. All of Morgan at the beach. Some of her laying in the sun, or playing in the water. Then, the next video was of later in the night. You wondered what it was.

You clicked on the video and instantly, a girl's ass came into view. The cameraman was looking down at the tanned ass. You thought you recognized something about it. The girl's small asshole was visible, no hair could be found anywhere. A dick was sawing in and out of the girl's stretched vagina. A silver skirt vinyl skirt was crumpled up above the ass-cheeks. You heard the all too familiar voice of Bill, "I'm fucking the HOTTEST GIRL IN HERE!" He muttered from behind the camera. HOLY SHIT! You thought, was he cheating on her. The camera panned up and you saw the girl was wearing see-through angel wings, and a silver tube top that matched her skirt. Her hair was long and blue.

Loud noise from outside could be heard. It was techno music, or house music or whatever its called. The girl turned her head. She had blue eye-liner, and blue lipstick. You squinted at the face. Then the girl spoke. "I can't believe I let you do this!" It was Morgan. She had dressed up and was almost completely unrecognizable. She was dressed as an angel or something. She looked exotic, erotic and amazing. Your cock throbbed in your shorts. You wished she had dressed like that for you. She had always scoffed at the "club-kids" as she called them. Here she was in full attire. "JUST FINISH UP BILL!" She muttered, and turned her head back around. That's when you realized this was all for Bill. The dress-up, the sexy make-up and even SEX at the club. Where were they that no one was around.

Bill's camera-vision went back to the money shot. "OH FUCK BABE!" He grunted. "I'm gonna cum!" He slammed forward and stopped moving. He pulled his dick out, and drops of cum leaked out the tip of his cock. Bill adjusted his pants.

"MOVE!" Morgan commanded and Bill was pushed to the side. That's when you got a clear view that it was a bathroom at the club. It had a large door in the front, allowing for privacy. It was a fully enclosed room. Morgan walked over to the toilet and you could see her knee-high silver boots that gave her several inches more in height. Morgan pushed down her skirt, and sat on the toilet. Her pink see-through panties were around her ankles. The silver top pushed her tits up. They looked much bigger. She flicked the bangs of the blue wig off her face and sighed as you heard the sound of her peeing. Bill filmed the WHOLE thing. "I hope your happy now!" She looked up at him. "You're gonna erase all the shit on that FUCKING camera!" She looked at him sternly. You watched her grab some tissue papers from the roll on the wall and begin to wipe herself. This seemed to make you uncomfortable. The sex, you could deal with, but again it was the small things. Here she was peeing in front of Bill. It was signifying a level of trust between them you didn't want to except. They were at that stage of a relationship. A "lover" would never let the other see such things. This spoke to them being more. And you hated it.

The video ended. The next files were all photos of Morgan in her club gear. Bill snapped several. By the third, she was posing happily at the club for him. You wanted to fuck her in that outfit. You had always wanted her to dress up in such ways. She never did for you. Here was Bill enjoying all your fantasies with YOUR girl. You still told yourself this, despite not having talked to Morgan in several months. She was the girl of your dreams. And the girl of Bill's reality apparently.

The next video was of the next day at a water park. Morgan was tanned darkly, and they were sitting in a cabana drinking mudslides. It was boring to you so you turned it off. The next video was of later that night. It opened up to their room. "You ready?" Bill asked.

Morgan came out, and you realized it was the night they went to the Disney Ball. She was dressed like Snow White, yet she had a much shorter skirt. She had thigh high white socks with a red bow at the top of each, and black heels. She shot Bill a smile. "How do I look?" She asked.

"AMAZING!" He stated. He turned off the camera.

The next files were photos. When they showed the top of her outfit it looked more conservative. Other pictures showed her full body, some with Bill in his Prince Charming outfit. Some of them were of them together outside the hall where apparently the ball took place.

The next video was of later that night. When you opened it, you were shocked to see Morgan peering into the camera lens. "Is it recording?" She called out. You couldn't believe that SHE was the one who was filming now. An active participant.

From off frame Bill called back. "Is the light on?"

Morgan stepped back, and you could see she was still in the outfit. "Yeah," she said and you could see that they were back in there room. Morgan looked rather drunk. She walked over to Bill who was sitting in the chair. His pants were pulled down and his erection stood firm. Morgan walked over and lifted her skirt. She straddled his legs. The skirt fully covered the lower parts of their bodies.

"This is weird!" He said.

"SHUT UP!" She slapped him on the forehead. "You've had your fun, now it's my turn." She shifted her position on his lap. "How many times are you gonna see Snow White fuck Prince Charming!" She laughed. She put her hands on his shoulders, and adjusted herself again. You couldn't see what was happening, but Bill's hand reached down between them. She let out a small soft "Huuuuhhhh!" Bill's hand came up and gripped the chair seats. His other did the same. She moved in and began a deep kiss with Bill. The skirt moved slowly as she gyrated. The chair creaked now and then. It almost didn't occur to you what was happening at first watching them kiss, and Morgan move softly and slowly. Then it hit you like a ton of bricks. Bill had reached down and positioned his cock inside her. They were fucking. Morgan was riding him slowly and breathing heavily. You couldn't see her face, as her back was to you. Again she made the almost inaudible "Hhhhhuuuuuuuhhhh" sound.

She continued this slow pace, and Bill just sat there. Morgan's hand encircled his head. Up and down, up and down, she moved, softly and slowly. She began to whisper but you could hear it, as it was the only sound in the room. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" She put her head back. Then you swear you could see her whole body vibrate. She shivered as if she was almost cold. Her back seemed to vibrate. She let out a deep breath, and her body stopped. Her breathing was fast and labored. She picked up Bill's forehead and kissed it over and over. Her hands went to rub her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Bill said. He looked perplexed.

Morgan turned away from him. You saw the side of her face. She had tears in her eyes. She wiped them away. She was crying. "It's nothing, I'm fine!" She started to laugh between small sobs.

"Are you ok?" He asked looking up at her.

She turned back to him. "I'm fine. I'm fine. It's just that....." she trailed off and wiped her eyes.

Both you and Bill were dumbfounded. Why was she crying. Bill asked the question. "Why are you crying?"

Morgan laughed, "I don't know. It's just...that was the best orgasm of my life, and I didn't want it to end!" She laughed and wiped her eyes. You couldn't believe her words. she continued, "It was just so intense. It started normally, then it built to like this edge, and it was almost painful." She laughed, "Oh my god, then it just went all over my body, from my toes to my head." She began kissing his forehead lovingly again. Each kiss was like a knife in your heart. She lifted herself off his lap, and stood in front of him. "Well, that deserves a blowjob!" She said and made a blowjob impression with her hands and mouth.

Bill smiled to the camera as Morgan got on her hands and knees. "Wait! Wait!" He said and jumped up. He ran over and grabbed the camera and sat back down. "Ok. Now we're ready!"

The view was of her face between his legs. She smiled up to Bill. "That gets destroyed! CAPICHE!" She then lifted his cock with her hands. It was wet with her own juices. It was almost glistening with them. She eagerly licked the tip, and Bill zoomed in. She looked up and smiled. She stuck out her tongue and used it to tickle his cockhead. She was waving her tongue like a snake. Her right hand gripped the base of his shaft. Then she took the tip into her mouth. The view from Bill's camera was better than any you had taken. You could see the outline of his cockhead in her cheeks. She pulled her mouth off his cock and kissed the sides of the shaft, down to the base. She kissed her way back up and then engulfed his cock. She took in half his length. A slurping noise began to rise up in the room. Bill caught the whole thing on camera. She pushed her head down, and twisted her hand around the base of his cock. When she pulled her head back up his shaft, her hands followed. Soon she was going at breakneck speed. Bill was grunting incoherently, loving every moment.

"FUUUUUUCK!" He cried out, "I'M GONNA CUM!"

Morgan surprised you more than usual, which was weird considering the past few months, when she pulled her mouth off his dick. Her hand continued to squeeze his shaft and stroke it with speed up and down. Her eyes closed as she kissed the side of his shaft. A shot of cum lept from his cockhead. The camera shook a little. The cum hit her left shoulder. Her head moved back to being in front of his cock. She seemed to squeeze his shaft harder pulling on it, almost milking it. The next shot of cum hit her in the forehead. She wasn't done and put her mouth over the tip. She just opened her mouth wide over the tip, not taking it in. A shot of cum flew out and disappeared into her open mouth. She jerked him harder and faster, and leaned back. Bill's cock was erupting now. It dropped onto her chest, and rolled down the dress onto the tops of her tits like a Biblical flood. Some smacked her in the neck. She had the strangest smile on her face, almost complete contentment.

When his dick finally was spent, a last line of cum connects his cock, in a long string to her cleavage. Bill sighed. "That was fucking AWESOME!"

Morgan laughed, her face and neck drenched in Bill's cum. Some even began to dribble out the side of her mouth and down her chin. She smiled up to the camera. "MONEY SHOT!" She blew the camera a kiss. Her eyes turned to Bill's cock. A gob of cum was slowly coming out. "Mmmmmmmmmm!" She cooed. "Mooooore!" She stuck out her tongue, flattened it and licked up the cum of his tip. She looked up a the camera and said "AAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Like a doctor had asked her to during a check-up. Cum was on her tongue. She took it in, and swallowed deeply, apparently for effect. She finally looked up at Bill. "You'll be jerking off to that until the day you die!" She laughed and stood up out of view of the camera. "Let's get in the hot-tub!"

The video ended. The next one was several minutes later. It opened to Bill placing the camera on the sink. Morgan was bent over, fully nude. You could see her shaved cuntlips from behind. She was adjusting the water. Bill was nude as well and got into the tub first. He sat down, and Morgan stepped in after him. She laid with her back against his chest. They just sat there, eyes closed. They were holding their hands on both sides of the tub. They pulled them down and out of view. Bill's arms around Morgan.

They talked for several minutes. Bill would whisper in her ear, and she would laugh or nod. You couldn't here them over the running water and the jets of the hot-tub. Morgan would turn and kiss his lips time and again. After a half hour you were getting bored watching them lounge in the hot-tub. Then Bill's right hand came up and gripped her left breasts. He said something and she laughed. She stood up, giving a full view of her nude body towards the camera. Her eyes were focused down at Bill's crotch, and she pulled her hair back from her ear watching him move below her. Water cascaded down her lower body. Her tits were perky, nipples erect as always. It was such an erotic sight. She seemed so oblivious to being on camera. She just watched Bill move. You couldn't see Bill's lower body in the hot-tub, as the sides of the tub blocked you. Morgan seemed to have seen what she was waiting for because she began bending down. Her eyes focused on whatever was happening within the tub. Bill's left hand was not visible. He was adjusting something. Morgan's descent back to his lap was slow. When her ass went below the line of the side of the tub, she moved even slower. A smile appeared on her face. Bill just put his head back on the back of the tub, and put his arms on the sides of the tub. He looked really relaxed. You wondered what they had adjusted between them.

Morgan leaned forward in the hot-tub. Her arms went to the sides of the tub themselves. She seemed to be sitting straight up now. You could see her body move almost imperceptibly. They were still talking, but Bill's head just rested back. This went on for about an hour. Morgan occasionally looked back and said something. Her shoulders kept rising and falling. At one point, she closed her eyes and lifted her hair off her back. After a half hour Morgan turned back to him. She said something to him. You couldn't here. They began discussing something. It seemed to be like they were thinking of an answer to a puzzle. Morgan shook her head, at Bill's last suggestion. She then made a gesture that said she was going to lean forward. Bill nodded. As she moved to lean forward Bill moved with her. There lower bodies came into view. Bill had to sit up on his knees as Morgan bent forward before him. You saw the conundrum that they discussed. Bill's cock was inside Morgan. You realized it had been since she sat down on his lap an hour ago. They had been fucking the entire time. They had looked like two people just relaxing and talking matter of factly. Instead, he had been inside her the whole time. This killed you. And they apparently didn't want to stop the connection.

They had achieved their goal. Bill was behind her on his knees, and Morgan was on her hands and knees. Her head, and a little of her back were all you could see. Bill grabbed her hips and humped her doggystyle. This was their favorite position. You remembered one day when they had discussed this. It was simple, easy and effective, she had told Bill. It made you mad that they had a "favorite" position.

What worried you was the way they were having sex this time. It wasn't so passionate as before. It was just something they were doing. As if this was their hobby together. They chatted like friends who were fully clothed and not fucking. After another twenty minutes Bill did his now signature slam into her ass, and stop. You could tell by his facial expression and the veins in his neck that he was cumming again. They stood up and you could see them both naked, water falling off their bodies. Morgan stepped out of the tub and turned off the jets. You watched them turn on the shower and wash the suds off. They again chatted and giggled together. Bill's cock was finally only "half" erect. This seemed like a win to you for some reason. He couldn't fuck her again. You didn't even realize that it was because he had fucked his erection into your girlfriend so much that it was gone.

The pair dried off. You watched them brush their teeth together, and gargle mouthwash. Morgan spit first, then Bill followed. They were both completely nude. They didn't seem to remember the camera. Bill took a piss, and his pee split into two streams. He pointed it down into the bowl. Morgan laughed. You could hear them again, "I swear, I don't know how guys deal with those things." She went to the toilet next.

Bill grabbed his cock and looked in the mirror. "you finally wore him out," he said with a happy smile.

Morgan grabbed toilet paper. "I give it five minutes before he's back up!" She stood up and flushed. You watched it happen again. The small things killed you. The teeth brushing, gargling together, and even peeing as disgusting as it was. They were getting ready for bed together. At least you were content that the sex was done for the night. Morgan walked out of the bathroom.

Bill yelled to her. "It's not gonna work."

From outside, Morgan replied, "Wanna bet?"

Bill's eyes went wide and he walked out the bathroom. He shut the door. You heard muffled talking. Then you heard the springs in the bed creak. This creaking continued for another half an hour. It stopped, and Morgan walked into the bathroom she had on the blue wig. She was totally nude still. She went to the toilet again and peed.

As she left, she turned off the light. The lights in the room went off and it was pitch black. You looked at the time left on the video. There were several more hours. You fast-forwarded the video. At one point the lights came on. You stopped and played it. It was Bill, he was nude. You fast-forwarded it through him going the bathroom. You kept going until the lights came on again.

In walked Morgan. Her outfit was one that shocked you more than anything she had worn to this point. It was so much more of a statement about the situation than any of the skirts, bikinis, dresses, or costumes. She had on a gym shirt much too large for her, and a pair of gym shorts. She was wearing Bill's close to bed. She yawned lazily as she sat on the toilet. She smacked her lips and washed her hands when she was done. She looked half asleep.

You fast-forwarded it until light came from the hotel room. The digital meter on the recording told you it was six in the morning at that time. They had left the camera on all night. You forwarded the video again. Soon Morgan came into the bathroom. You went back a few minutes in the video and started it. You heard the same muffled speaking and bed creaking for several minutes.

Morgan came into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. Still clad in his shirt, but the shorts were gone. You could see her vagina when she stood up. It looked as though fresh cum was dribbling out. She reached over to grab sheets of toilet paper and wiped it away. She noticed the camera finally. "DID YOU LEAVE THIS ON?" she said and reached over.

The next few files were more photos. Then a video about them at Island's of Adventure theme park. There was a video of them on a rollercoaster. Bill panned the camera down to Morgan's legs, and to her jean skirt. "Put it away before it gets broke!" She insisted. His hands rested on her lap, and the video ended. The next few files were more photo.

The final video opened to a their hotel room. Bill placed the camera on the counter across from the bed. Morgan was sitting in Bill's gym shirt and a pair of black panties. One of her legs was pulled up under her as she watched TV. Bill was nude he strode into view his cock inches from Morgan's face. "We need to go to sleep," she insisted, "the flight is early."

Bill lightly tapped her face with his dick. "Just one more video!"

Morgan was too busy watching TV to even seem to notice his dick. She turned and without taking her eyes off the screen, she kissed the tip. "Tomorrow night babe, ok!" She pleaded.

"Come on just one more video!" He begged.

Morgan finally turned to him. She looked up. "You have like eight now!"

Bill laughed and rubbed his cockhead at her lips. She kissed it again. "It's never enough."

She pointed to the camera. "I'll jerk you off, just shut off the camera ok!"

Bill sighed, "FINE!"

As he walked over, you heard Morgan say the last words on the video. "If you wanna make a porn we should do it right! I'll dress up in the school-girl outfit and you can be the pizza man or some shit like that!" With that the video was turned off.

Her words cut through you. She was willing to make a porn with Bill. Then you realized, that the last several hours had been spent watching porn of Bill and Morgan. They had made their own porno tape, and wanted to make more together. It was horrible.

You turned back on the feeds into Morgan's house to real time. They were sitting in the living room. Morgan curled up in a ball under Bill's arms. "Are you sure you left the camera in the car?"

"I don't know how it got there!" He told her. "I must have."