His shaggy hide was soaked in sweat, the musk of him rolling forth, and it was all Ben could do to stay on his hooves, shuffling forward, a spreader b...r and leather cuffs keeping his hooves in place. Someone snickered at his position but he was too hard and horny to care, flushing heavily, need rising, the bull eyeing him up like the fresh piece of meat he truly was.Of course, his backdoor entrance was not to be used, a thick butt plug already rammed up in there and kept in place by a leather. “Oh yeah,” I replied. “Get ready to have some fun.”I don’t think Chuck really believed me at that point, but he soon became a believer.Michelle sauntered over to our table, after her set of stage dances, completely naked. In her hand, she clutched a handful of dollar bills, which she promptly set on the table next to me.“OK,” she said, looking first at Chuck, then me, “Who wants the first table dance?”Rut row.I quickly offered up Chuck for the first dance. Chuck looked at me like a deer lost in. When everyone had eaten their fill, we boarded the bus again. I reclaimed my previous seat and Nate his. Raising an eyebrow, he offered me his chest to lean on again. I did. Nate was definitely comfortable. And warm. And he smelled nice. As well as that, he was really attractive. With a thick head of blonde hair and blue eyes, he was in perfect contrast to my red curls and green eyes, He was well toned too. And the way his arm wrapped so easily around me made me feel safe. We reached the camp. Phir jay pooja ko hishara karta hain, waise pooja mamta ko kehati hain ki tum bahar jao na kuch der ke liye humko akele me baat karni hain. mamta bolti hain” muje pata hain didi tumari baate, main disturab nahi karugi tumko, main saheli ke ghar ja rahi hu” banarjee sir CUT bolte hain. shot ok ho jata hain, phir hall me ek ek niche jamin pe ek gadiya dali jati hain aur 2 pillo.Bed ka set banaya jata hain.pooja ko sir shot samjate hain. sab diologe batate hain, pooja kuch upset lagti hain tab sir.