“You have to stay the night!” My wife insisted. “Oh I couldn’t, I can just get a hotel.”“Nonsense. We insist. Right Jason?” That last pa...rt was directed towards me and yelled from the other room.“Yeah sure!” I yelled back. Trying to get my dick under control.It was both fortunate and unfortunate for me that Victoria wanted to spend her day by the pool. She oiled, and applied lotion every half hour and I thought my balls would explode. My wife sat on the steps, and I admit, it was hard to look at. Besides learning the songs there is going to be somechoreography to learn."There were some disconcerting glances around the room at thatannouncement."You won't be dancing," I told them and watched as a number of sighs ofrelief escaped them. "There are a few individuals who will have moreintricate choreography as part of their larger roles in the songs, butmost of the dancing will be done by professional dancers. But you willhave to move on and off the stage depending on the song. If your name. That all changed when we went to a xmas party and i met a black guy who taught me the pleasure of black sex and turned me into a whore.At the party my husbnad made a fool of himself and got rather drunk ,he then tried it on with a few of the women there and upset me .This black guy darly saw what was happening and got talking to me and at the end of the night gave me a kiss as we were leaving ,my husband too drunk to notice.I didnt think anything of it until a week later when Daryl phoned me. Altaf the kinky pathan, freed Ayans pathetic dick from his pants and pumped his fist till Ayan was groaning with pleasure as well as pain of humilation !!All three men laughed, Sara was so lost in her haze that the words didn't even enter her ears..she was just screaming & groaning shamelessly..none of them were concerned with Ayan anymore. They had a hot bride to violate and pleasure theslves..Altaf, to complete the revenge announced "ruko..saali ka shor band karte hai.."Kunal shouted "yes,.