We were googling for the same and found quite a few of them. No girls though to my dismay. But there were really ‘nice’ guys happily going on with...this job.We had their numbers, ran a quick check on their profile. Aarav was the one to be contacted first. If he wasn’t available then we would think of any other guy. And obviously, Aarav was my girlfriend’s choice. I saw this instant glow on her face when she saw the pictures and the snaps Aarav has taken.I was least interested as there were no. Unconsciously my fingers moved over two thick and long looking cocks gone inside cunt & asshole of the lady in the photo. I wonder how it will feel if I take suck two cocks in my two holes. With this thought, I got ashamed of myself. But I turned pages of the magazine. Left side pages were having stories where as right side pages were having XXX pics in a different position but mostly straight, doggy and in 69 poses.I started reading the first story and by the time I finished the long 11-page. The main difference between us is that I am an iron-clad bitch and she is more tolerant.’ The first man stepped up and looked at Kari. His accent was Irish and his green eyes glittered with amusement. ‘Sean O’Flynn miss, is it true, you are more tolerant than Miss…Mrs. Marshall?’ Kari smiled. ‘She’s a Mrs. and her husband is the Chef, so I would keep that in mind, as far as me being more tolerant Mr. O’Flynn that will either be proven or disproved by the time you leave.’ She couldn’t help. Was this a dream? Why was this happening? "I... couldn't help it..." Leah said, biting her lip. Her hands pressed Marie's breasts together, pushing them upward a bit. "Sean had told me that you wanted me and... I couldn't resist."Sean had told her?! That was the last time she told that fairy anything! Still... if not for his meddling, her tits wouldn't be getting the royal treatment right about now. She wouldn't feel her best friend's soaked panties pressed against her tummy. She'd have to.