A bull moved to a mistress who was openly fingering herself for the men’s pleasure. Soon they moved to a couch and he was fucking her. Soon all the ...bulls were mounting a girl. There were more bulls than mistresses so some were being used by more than one bull. Many of the sissies were openly wanking at the erotic sight before them. I was tempted, but controlled myself although I remained fully erect.I suddenly noticed a few bulls in a group laughing together and pushing one of their number. 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 himself.bobby also came and calmed me.bobby said they would pay me 20000 if i would let them fuck my wife. I said but no but. Mene phir bhi tasalli ke liye phone lagaya to wo boli me gate par pink dress me khadi hu.fir ham mile.or fir hamne sath dinnar kiya me bahot khush tha ki koi ladki ne muje paheli bar date par bulaya tha.dinnar khatam kar ke me use bike par bithaya or nikal pada raste me brake karte uske boobs mere pith me chubte the.mera land khada ho raha thaw o bilkul chipak kar bethi thi meri to halat kharab ho rahi thi fir uska ghar aa gaya mene pucha ki tumare parents kaha he to wo boli ki wo akeli hi. That got her. Her eyes closed and her butt clenched reflexively as her breathing quickened. She was very distracted now, but still labored to regain her composure. She uncrossed her legs and leaned over the table, forehead cradled in her hand, trying desperately to focus as her companion described a promising new client. I opened her legs. Her knees raised and spread lewdly. Her lips separated exposing the undulating walls of her vagina. The tongue moved forward, first sliding slowly over her.