Christine decided to join in. "Go on, Sir. Don't you want to see Brigitte's pussy?"It was only a few seconds after that I realised I had nodded."Here ...you are, Sir. Just for you," Brigitte promised as she sat back on the desk and slowly spread her legs, still wearing her heeled shoes.For a few moments there was silence. The girls, perhaps realising the enormity of their actions, paused to gauge my reaction.I, for my part, was spellbound. I knew this so wrong on so many levels but I just couldn't. Mean while my dad came out from the room and invite them.He asked why they come here.. They told that they one doubt that why they came here.My dad say ok say whats your doubt that time sankar say I said your wife bra size is 42. But these four guys are saying its just 35. So you should say what your wife bra size man. M y dad got anger and say stand up and go out of my home you bastard how dare you.. ? They starts to laugh and my dad got high anger and go for hit them but they five know they. At least she wasn't stark naked in public as some people often dream. Actually she was dressed nicely her in favorite skirt and blouse combo, but she was also wearing a lovely blue jacket with black striping that she'd never seen before. At least her dream weaver had good fashion sense she chuckled in her sleep.Sara walked further down the corridor and then turned right onto another one. Suddenly the crowds were gone but the corridor was hardly quiet as she heard babies crying. She wanted to. Maria was loving it and was begging me to fill her pussy, a little while later I was filling her married pussy while her husband looked on.Jaq pulled Paul over to Maria and pushed his head between her legs, Jaq and I watched as Paul licked and sucked my cum from his wife.When Paul was finished the girls wanted to see some more action, I was nominated to be fucked by Paul. Still in blonde wig, high heels and stockings I positioned myself on the edge of the patio table, the girls lubed my arse.