I responded with a shiver of excitement. The tribal allegiance of spectator sports was alien to me, but I flashed my VIP pass at the turnstile, and to...k a seat at the back. Rugby was, I suppose the posh guy's soccer. You were allowed to pick the ball up and run. It was intentionally physical but one just kind of got on with it – the drama on the field more than off. But I knew I wasn’t here for the sport. I watched the 13 hunks of British flesh charge round; more six packs and testosterone. "I'm going to send you pictures and videos so that your friends here can show everybody what a filthy dirty fuck pig you are"I said, "they already know, and they enjoyed watching me get abused." Ron also said that I was going to be a star around the area, as twice a week at the hotel he was going to show the videos to the public for a fee. "I bet you will like that, the thought of hundreds of people seeing you naked, all those cocks being fed into you, being whipped, wanked over and pissed on.. ..I can feel my orgasm building and cum loud and hard! Omg...I roll off your face and she moves up to take my place; her pussy has been neglected too long. I play with her tits for a while and enjoy watching you work. All that pussy on your face...she's enjoying you so much and I know how fucking good you are at it. I ask her if she wants me to fuck her with my strap on and she just moans...she's close so I work her clit with my tongue and you continue to work your magic. She cums hard and when. Puch…puch …oup…oupppp karke uska lun choosane lagi… who apne paer (foot) se mom ki billi ko ragadne lagaKamal : billi ko sambalke rakhna kaheen mera foot na kha jaye…Mom : yeh sirf chuhae khaati haiKamal : maine tumko ice cream khilaya ab tum muj ko badam milk pilaoMom ne apne mumma ek hath se pakad ke uske muh mein daal diyaKamal : upppp…..poooch…pooch karke mom ke mummae choosane laga…… aur bola cha lab billi ka muh kholo chuha tayaar hai .Mom : kahan se jayega iske muh mein……. Peeche se ya.