This place was a proper hardbody establishment. Not some yuppie spandex stairmaster place. This is all about weights and reps. So I was feeling pretty...good about the shape I'm in and slightly getting off on how my hard, tight body felt as I lathered myself. The shower is a communal room, four showerheads. Normal etiquette dictates that you don't check out anyone else in there and I'm OK with that. Actually the rule is more like 'don't get caught'. For me, anyway. I'm straight, but fascinated to. I have many fantasies in which one of them is that I drive my bike nude which is not possible in India. But sometimes I unzip my pant & took my cock outside the pant & keep my office bad in front of that on my bike. One day in evening I have to go to Ghaziabad from Noida. When I leave congested area, I unzip my pant & put my cock outside the pant & put my bag on the tank of my bike…. When I reach to an industrial area of noida there were some passengers on a bus stop & some of auto was there. You keep instructing us”Photographer “ok you guys stand on both sides of that lady and put your hands on her chest as if you are pressing her boobs” Next moment their hands were on my both boobs and photographer was clicking his machine. Photographer “ ok, now you come to her legs, slowly start pulling her saree up to knees” Both doctors started pulling my saree up and raised up to knees.Photographer “ what are you doing. I don’t want snap of her petticoat. Pull petticoat also above kneed.”Next. But what was showed in those videos apparently didn’t work on her.She giggled. “Here let’s get these clothes off and move on.”She tugged at my belt and pulled the snap open. She pulled my pants open and tugged them down a bit. I grabbed her hands.“Wait. Yours first.”She smiled as I grabbed the snap on her pants and tugged them open, kinda roughly. My hands were shaking. I tugged them down with her black panties. Her perfectly bald pussy came slowly into view, no thanks to the tight jeans. She.