Honestly they all looked kind of silly in their tight outfits, flexing their muscles, smiling into the mirror. But quickly the pictures became more...raunchy. Some of the guys cupping my wife’s breasts, some of them grabbing her pussy, all through her tight outfit. Next were photos of them feeling my wife up, but their hands were inside her clothes. There were a couple dozen guys in the photos, taken with my wife in various parts of the gym on different days, but all the pictures revealed. Your hair is spread out form each side of your head onto the sheets and I see your breasts slowly rising and falling as your breathing gets heavier. As you smile up to me your arms still straight above your head, you run your tongue over you lips and quietly ask me to please take you, that you are my baby girl. I lift my shirt off over my head, then undo my pants and with as little getting up as possible take then and my underwear off, then go back to sitting across your hips. You start. He kept his body moving slowly as he forced Only the tip of his cock into me at a time. I Then turne around and curve my back so he could see my whole body in this all fours position in the mirror next to the bed.. I felt like a pro. I could see my Victoria secret belt and my pretty big ass.. small hips and him next to me with his thing pointing in the sky.. He then slapped my ass and called me whore.. I moaned and feeling at place.. nervous if I could meet him more often so I could stay in. The car park now had a few more people there than when we 'd first arrived and it seemed that every one of them turned and looked as we emerged from the woods and made our way to the car. I opened the back door and got inside and started to take off my clothes urging Mrs O to do the same but instead of getting in she turned and faced the small crowd on the other side of the car park and very slowly lifted her dress over her head finally throwing it into the car.The guys on the other side.