Her husband was a businessman and was mostly absent from home, away on his business trips, leaving his sexy wife alone. We used to meet frequently in ...ifts and sometimes in the nearby shopping malls and had started exchanging cheerful Hi’s and Hello’s. I started calling her ‘Didi’ meaning “Elder Sister” in our short meetings and she seemed to like it. Gradually I had started looking at her with more than usual interest, unable to ignore the sheer sexy aura that she radiated. She too seemed to. "Good, I sure I can find you some work," I said, "but first we need some good pictures, ok." I've never had any pictures taken, you know proper ones" she said a little shyly."Don't worry Donna," I re-assured, "but we have other things to discuss, ok." she just nodded. "Good," I said, "later, if things take off for you, I will suggest you get your own manager, but for now I'll do that for you, ok. Right as your agent and Manager, I will get ten percent of your gross income from any work I get. As over and over again her head would fling up the loud curdling gasp would come and then fall back into hanging and limp again.At last she had taken the tail phallus right up to that bulb and suddenly stopped as it was to big to go into her it filled her from inner mound to inner mound between her upturned and pushed to the heavens ass both gals still themselves hand over mouth gasping and horror filled knowing this thing would tear a womans pussy apart!But slowly her whole cunt stretched. Everyone wanted to star in them. Girls wanted to be gangbanged. Futas wanted to show off their prowess.Or be gangbanged, too.The star quarterback who’d led the football team to victory last December wasn’t the top futa-bitch any longer. Even if I hadn’t ruined my reputation by trying to force Salome to have sex with me in front of the entire school. I had preyed on her for the entire year, blackmailing her into having sex with me to protect her futa-girlfriend. Out of all the people in the.