We’re going to be getting the video camera out, you OK with being filmed? And a few of the guys wanted to know if they were OK taking pictures of yo....”“Yes and yes,” I replied.“Double fantastic then. Any vids that we shoot don’t go any further than this place, we play them for the parties and make copies only for people who come here,” he explained. “No worries, shoot away Franco.”“Nice one, better get back in there, going to spin some discs, see you later,” he said as he walked back. She laid on her back and I entered her and began to fuck her lifting her legs over my shoulders to penetrate her as deeply as I could as I ploughed into her dripping wet cunt she looked at her husband and said 'this is what a real man fucks like, not like you, you wanker' hearing this turned me on even more and I bought her to another climax.She stood in her soaking wet piss stained clothes and began to open her husbands pyjama bottoms exposing his cock, I didn't believe what I saw, he had an. The second guy wasted no time after his friend had touched you and forced a finger deep in to your wet pussy making you let out a moan as these strangers started to take turns fingering you here on the train.I pushed you closer to them so no one could see what was going on and as I did I whispered in your ear that you should return the favour. You turned to look at me but I just kissed you deep as they really began to pump their fingers in to you now making you open your thighs wider to allow. It also impressed him how her areolas were large, but barely a shade darker than the rest of her skin.As he stood there in his mother’s bathroom stroking his rock-hard pole, she was all he could think about. He loved her the way he never loved anyone in the world, but this was exactly why he found himself avoiding her so much of the time.His hand was pounding his cock faster and harder, grinding his mother’s worn panties up and down that long, thick shaft. But before long he was reaching back.