I had already asked the men to set up a few cameras in the room and had given them the license to fuck my girlfriend like a hired prostitute. Dressed ...n a sexy gown, with a push up bra and a lacy panty, walking on high heels, Roshni smartly entered the hotel like a high profile prostitute while I kept gazing at her swinging ass from behind when my hand automatically reached my already bulging cock.What would she do? How dirty would she be? Will she be able to handle so many cocks? Will she. "I'm just thinking which is always dangerous. It just goes to show how little you really know someone and how first impressions are usually wrong. A couple of months ago I would have bet one of my bikes against the possibility of the two of us sitting out here, you on my lap, making out for the world to see." You would have, would you?" she giggled. "Now why would you have thought that?" Well," he started. "Remember the first day I came to tell you you'd been included in our program? You looked. “Sure,” Cathy smiled. “You know I can always make some room for a change of clothing for you. I’m sure you don’t want to be running back and forth every time you stay, do you? Al looked across at Greg as Cathy asked, “You don’t mind do you, Greg darling?” Greg shook his head but Al detected either a reticence or shock there. “I hope you don’t think I’m being too forward, Al?” Al smiled as he shook his head and her hand alighted on his thigh. He glanced at Greg again. This was testing time. I couldn't get those images out of my mind.I decided to be home the following weekend to have it out with her. I needed to know what made her do those things. We needed to have a serious talk about our future.She came home that Friday night around eleven-thirty. The kids were in bed and I was waiting up for her. She came through the door all excited."Mark, I'm glad you're home. I need you to see something." Haven't I seen enough, Charlene? What do you want me to see, more pictures of you.