Is that where you met Zara? At university?’ ‘At the opening of an art exhibition,’ I said. ‘I didn’t actually go to university.’ Again he ...aised his eyebrows. ‘Well, you learned to write somewhere.’ ‘I guess so,’ I said. About a week later, I got a call from Daniel Ellington. ‘Paul Kelly said that you might be the chap I’m looking for.’ ‘Oh?’ ‘I’m about to launch a new magazine.’ ‘Yes?’ ‘Yes. Just a small circulation. Basically targeting rich bastards with yachts. Pretty attractive to. The porn started, this time it was an old vintage movie, some woman travelling around fucking her way to pay for it, the final scene was coming to an end. The woman was being fucked by a pilot, it was fairly tame to be honest compared to the night before. I looked at all three men, firstly the husband with his long slim penis, then the guy to his right, a chubby guy, quite hairy, he had a short thick cock, a girl would enjoy it, they seem to like thick cocks rather than long ones in my. I watched as my son thrust into Helen's pussy in one hard motion, then he was fucking her hard and heavy, his groin grinding onto her pussy lips and crushing them between their bodies. And Helen loved it! She writhed and squirmed, shook and shuddered as she tried to swing her body in its bonds to add even more power to Victor's thrusts. In minutes she was climaxing yet again and my son really picked up the pace then, grabbing her thighs to hold her still for his thrusts, he fucked her brutally. ‘What you doing sweetheart?’ Getting ready for college I said. ‘EXACTLY kya kar rhi hai’, Sumit asked with some laughter. ‘Dress kr rhi hu’ I said. ‘Kar rhi hai matlab abhi fully dressed nahi hai?’ Mukesh. I was silent for a while, trying to decide what to say.They both laughed at the other end and asked ‘puri nangi hai kya?’ I smiled and said no but almost. I smiled and said fine. Of course, I was already getting turned on a little. I was actually wearing nothing but panty. It was a tight red.