Is something wrong dad?No, no, I said, going to the fridge for a beer. I yanked open the fridge door, grabbed a can of beer, popped it open and guzzle...d it, wanting to wash the taste of cum and boy ass out of my mouth before my son smelled it.Are you going to jail Dad? He asked. I jerked a little at that and glanced at him. Why would you think that? He responded I saw you leaving the cops place. Bill, I think? I just assumed that you're in some sort of trouble with the law. He gave me a serious. .. you want me to take some pictures of you in the nude near your bike?" she asked in a very hesitant voice. He nodded. "I would get you to take them, if you were willing", he said. "On my mobile; I could crop the pictures and sent them by e mail to the chap who is behind the suggestion. I was thinking of about three shots, they only need one so it would give them a choice", he concluded. Again Kerry seemed to struggle with the idea, finally she asked. "Where would this encounter take place?". Reginald '...don't do that you'll only hurt your self. No ones gonna hurt you we just want you to fulfill our fantasy. Be right back...' Mr. Reginald left the room and I looked around trying to figure out how to free my self. It was some forty minutes later that Mr. Reginald came back with his buddy. As they entered his buddy stopped and looked at me and back to Mr. Reginald saying '...you sly dog, you do have some boy pussy tied up for us...' Mr. Reginald said Desiree this is my buddy, you. We all talked about our life.Shilpa was starving for sex as her husband was in us.Fathima didn’t have even one session with her husband for last one yr as he lost interest in sex and was into making money.One day they both shared this with each other and that made them start lesbo.Bt both were really in need of a male hand. That was y they readily agreed to me.We all had some cuddling section and some oral session in the bed. Then we decided to have a shower. We entered the bathroom. Fathima.