"Whew looks bad for you duke if I were you I would plea out"I said dryly while being glad that this case wasnt mine. "You know what fuck you Ried!"he ...said while motioning for me to leavehis office with one swoop of his right hand over his head. "You have me come in here and i give you an honest opinion andthats my thanks, No sir with no due respect fuck you. And fuck you good". I said hoping this was over and done with. AsI got up to walk out of the room I heard him mutter under his. I asked her where she found her and she told me through an agency her company does business with. She told me that Becca is a college student majoring in fashion design and then asked me if thought she was cute. I told her yes and smiled and Babs smiled back and said good. From her look, I knew she had something up her sleeve. She was in the process of telling me that Becca was going to stay in the guest room next to Sean’s room (or year old son) and that she was going to be a live in. Slowly he pushed inside her groaning at her tight pussy massaged his length. He began to thrust slowly. Pulling out until only the head of his cock was left inside her before pushing back in and holding himself deep. He gathered her hair in his fistand held tightly. She hissed in a breath as pain flared but pushed her ass back against him. He hooked his free arm under her knee and pushed it against her chest allowing him to hit deeper. Her moans, although still muffled by the gag, grew louder.. One person was there to apply the makeup on my wife and other was a photographer. Rittu was wearing a black sarre .they told rittu to stand in front of the camera and started taking photos of rittu.the photographer was touching my wife but i didn’t mind neither did rittu as she was enjoying the photosession.the photographer tan started caressing rittu boobs tinging her tits.at this time i objected and said what he was doing.he said he got excited on seeing rittu and could not control.