Now coming to the story. I am residing in Khammam due to my construction business.I used to travel frequently as I have some business over there as we...ll. I have a broker who used to supply students and girls who are in need of financial support. I have a good amount of money which I am getting through my business. So I don’t mind spending money on such cases for sex. One day I picked a girl from the Z.P. center to have fun. Even though I know that my wife and Sandhya are shopping in town I. “The bastard is always so smug about everything.” “No Bob,” I replied with the smoothest smart ass answer I could come up with, “Darla and I have just been enjoying the evening as you suggested we should.” I started to ask how his day and evening had gone, but thought better of it. I wanted to keep the chit chat to the minimum, and I could see that Sally was more than just a little pissed about this whole thing with Darla.“Well, I promised Sally that I wouldn’t whip her this evening,” Bob. You would have called me a crazy psycho, and hung up on me.’ She looked in the doorway of her bedroom again. The light was on. From where Megan was sitting, she could see Kate’s Queen-sized bed. The comforter was pulled down, and the bed pillows were piled on a chair by the window. Megan could tell something was bothering her friend. The look in Kate’s eyes couldn’t be mistaken for anything else, only fear. Megan was growing impatient. ‘Now why on earth would I call you a crazy psycho?’ ‘Follow. He straddled Ray, keeping eye contact with him as he lowered himself on his cock. His arse slapped against Ray’s well-built hips, as they worked up a rhythm. His wig moved and slid about a little as he rode Ray. He grabbed his silky padded bra as he bounced up and down, crying, ‘tights, tights, tights!’ Ray joined in. ‘Tight, tights, tights!’ Ray’s warm, wide hands smoothed Josh’s glossy thighs as his arse slapped and swished against this hunk. Their cries and moans grew louder. Anyone passing.