While I was eating Flower, I felt two more bodies settle on each side of me. Who they were, sex wise anyway, was answered when I felt one hard cock bu...p against my belly and another one slide down my back. One pair of hands settled on my tits and the other pair pulled my cheeks apart. I was about to become the filling in a Bridget sandwich. Not that I minded it a bit, although I hoped the guy about to put his rod up my ass had lubed it with something. Judging from the back and forth touch of. There I was, on the floor, naked, except for the pantyhose. The drying spit and cum on my chin and chest, the wet spot on my hose, serving as sticky reminders of what had just happened. The old man laughing as he unlocked the door, my awkward attempt to quickly dress and leave only furthering my humiliation.I swore I would never go back there again. I ditched my pantyhose, the few pairs of panties I'd had were gone too. I couldn't bring myself to look at any Playboy or Penthouse, especially the. The 2nd one was another selfie, and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Sushmita had taken off the swimsuit off her upper body and held her right breasts cupped in right hand and left hand taking the pic. Her breasts were round, big(34 atleast) , creamy white and luscious. Her nude breasts and horny eyes and lips made me mad.The 3rd selfie was the ultimate. In this Sushmita didn’t have a string of cloth in her body except a necklace . She was all wet with soap running all over her body and she put her. Hema ji: aur ek baat…tere kamre mei hidden cameras lage hue hain…..wo mere computer se attached hain…..maine usme dekha hai ki tu roj raat ko kya karta hai…..saale, haraamjaade….nanga hoge sadka maarata hai…..saare videos police ko dikha dungi kutte….Raju: galti ho gayi…madam ji….Hema ji: galti ho gayi….kutte…..aisi laat maarungi lund aur tattoo pe ki jeevan bhar lund khada nahi hoga….tu ruk…kal tere is jhantoo lund ka bhi intezaaam karti hu….aisa taala lagaaungi ki kabhi lund khada hi nahi ho.