He looked me up and down and whistled,. He took my hand and led me to his studio at the rear of the house.I didn't know what to do so I sort of brushe... past him and sat on the settee cuddling a convenient cushion.He picked up a portfolio and sat next to me and offered it open for me to look at. I looked at the contents, mostly glamour poses of girls until it suddenly clicked they were people I knew. I turned the pages and came to the ones of men. I have to say it was a bit like getting a shock. I continued to push my cock inch by inch down her throat watching it bulge hotly. I had a few inches left to go and she knew it her eyes were filled with terror and pain that I fed on greedily. I removed my cock from her throat and she took in a gasp of air before I slammed it in again with one thrust I had my whole cock pushed down her throat painfully. Her jaws were stretched to the limit and her tongue pushed at my cock only succeeding in making it feel better for me. After a few more. I turned to the side to see my wife in the throes of her own pleasure, screaming as she watched Sara working my cock. I couldn’t help but think about how 12 hours before, Chelsea and I were just a normal couple that had hot sexy, but nothing crazy, and here we were getting serviced by two women. It was like a sexual version of a couple’s massage - each of us lying next to each other, getting serviced.“You like that baby?” I asked my wife. “You like watching one sexy little slut swallowing my. My aunt was like go and take a bath, I went behind the house to the bathroom to take a bath and I started bathing, I could see the bathroom floor get filled with mud and I removed my shorted which was full of mud. I saw that my underwear also had mud in it. After a few minutes my aunt came to the wash room, she came inside with a bucket of hot water, as she was going to leave , she saw that my back was full of mud, so she asked me if she should help me in bathing, I innocently told yes, my aunt.