She grunted in pain as he raped his cock into her. But he didn't fuck her. He held still and they watched as one of the women was pulled up onto the c...enter stage by a leash around her neck. Then the manager began to fuck Jenny slowly as the woman on stage was pushed to her knees and the leash was fastened to a ring in the floor. The man leading her spoke into her ear for a moment and I saw her nod. I also saw the look of terror on her face as he stepped away.The crowd cheered again when another. It was just like id watched countless times before. I hear lighter footsteps skip up the stairs about 5 minutes later than my grandfathers. She skips past the door quickly, I didn’t bet a good look but she didn’t exactly look presentable. Moments later I hear water begin to run in her rooms en-suite. “they’ve been fucking for years” I mutter to myself, unable to really believe it. I get to my feet and walk, keeping my footsteps as light as I can I make my way down the stairs once and then again. I acted like I don’t see his shyness and asked him to give me a saree of his sister to wear.Suddenly he come back to his conscious mind and came with me to the room. I see a bulging in his lungi. He entered the room and opened the cupboard and searched for a saree. I start to unhook my blouse. I opened one hook. I do it at his backside. But at the same time, we both were standing behind a mirror and Varun saw my great boobs in the mirror. He turned back with a yellow saree. And he gave it to. And if they did they would be hot. I lowered my jeans my hard cock needing the release sat down and stroked my hard cock while watching a black man fuck a twink. Shortly I heard a scuffle of feet as some one came through the curtain. I had the sound on in my booth a bit hoping it would entice them to join me. My heart began racing as I heard the footsteps stop at my door and it slowly opened. I leaned forward and a blonde haired guy years younger than me peeked in and asked if he could join.