At The Studio.“Welcome to India, Mr. Jones!” said Savita and shook hands with the photographer. “Ahh no…Please call me Nick. I don’t want a ...beautiful woman like you to be so formal with me!” Savita noted how Nick’s eyes were fixed on her breasts and knew that Nick could make out that she wasn’t wearing a bra. There wasn’t much time to waste and so she got straight to the point. “Okay then Nick! We’re on a tight schedule so Sheetal here will take you to go meet the models. Call me if you have. ’ While Simon was sucking away furiously it took George a few seconds to pull his jacket and shirt off, and then he stood up, Simon still connected to his cock and sucking away, loving every second of the glorious pre-cum dripping into him. George slipped down his trousers and pants and pulled Simon to his feet, fingers pulling and grabbing as they ripped off they’re remaining clothes. A long and passionate kiss, tongues, tasting, teasing and licking, followed as they stood there in the room,. Jennifer placed her hands on Tracy's knees and, for a moment, simply gazed hungrily between the spread thighs, licking her lips in eager expectation.She had never sucked a cunt before, but she hadn't the faintest doubt that she was going to really love giving head to naughty, nubile Tracy.Tracy's crotch was like a dark, hairy tray on which had been served up some delectable coral-pink shellfish. Her open pussy was all drenched with doggy spunk and cream, a tantalizing sauce poured over the soft. "I'd like to get a closer look. Come under the light". Arnold moved over to the centre of the room under the light, close to the dining room table. Before he knew what had happened, Grant had forced him so his chest was on the table. Grant took off his own trousers and underpants, and was handling a massive erection. He pulled out the egg, quickly entered Arnold's vagina, and gave him a most complete rogering. This time the orgasm was quite different. Grant was rough. None the less Arnold.