I suddenly heard a noise coming from down the hall. I could hear very loud talking and laughing, my heart was pounding out of my chest as the handle o... the hotel door twisted and the door was opened. I watched the first three guys walk in to the room followed by the last guy with my wife flung over his shoulder. She looked tiny compared to the four guys as she was lowered to the floor and the hotel door was shut behind her.She looked over at me and smiled as the four guys surrounded her and. Banogi tum mere khaandaan ki dulhan?”Maine fir kuch der soch ke kaha, “Dadaji. Main toh abhi sirf 19 saal ki hu. Aur aapka beta 32 ka. Log kya kahenge?” Mujhe laga ye sunkar dadaji shayad kuch aur baat karein.Par iska jawab dete hue dadaji bole, “Beti, tum iski chinta mat karo. Woh sab itna maine nahin rakhta. Abhi meri sabse badi duwidha mere bete ki shaadi ki hai. Ye sab main sambhal sakta hun.”Toh dadaji ne mere haath pe halka sa aur zor dete hue kaha, “Tum ek baar aaram se socho. Aur mujhe. My dirty cock buried into her pure depths. She groaned into my daughter’s butt, her snatch cleaning off my wife’s ass from my shaft.I grinned, loving fucking a virgin’s cunt after I’d been in a woman’s asshole. I groaned, gripping the cheerleader’s hips, and pounded her. Her firm ass rippled as my crotch smacked into her while her supple back arched. Her fiery hair spilled about her shoulders as she moved her head, lapping at my daughter’s sphincter.“That’s it, whore,” I groaned. “You’re part. “And I’m here today, because I want to get very dirty, with a very horny dog!”We cut to a shot of her still standing infront of the bed, she’s got her hands behind her back and her shoulders back – her chest out, straining the material of the singlet, her nipples outlined, large and round and dark.She continues to introduce herself as we admire her physique, sometimes cutting away from the portrait shot for a gratuitus close-up of her boobs, or the crotch of her panties – or occasionally a.