This was a lifestyle I would need to pursue. I could not return to my normal sex life, now that my inner slut had been well and truly awakened. Posing...for the brothers and getting their huge cocks regularly would help contain my ferocious lust, but for how long?Maybe I could become the official sexual plaything of their camera club?My mind and body knew that I would need to be fucked and treat this way at least twice a week to dampen my ardour. Judging by the salacious grin on my husbands face,. I wasn't truly prepared for what Isaw in the mirror.A sleepy blonde in heavy makeup stared back at me. She opened her mouthand whispered, "Well hello there...."Everything was coming back slowly, and vaguely it dawned upon me what Iwas expected to do. I took off the hair, my pyjamas, the lingerie andthe stockings I was wearing. Under the thong I found a piece of garmentwhich held my cock back. I remembered that it was called a gaff. Thebreasts seemed to be glued to my chest so I just grinned and. I asked her to make herself comfortable and hurriedly went in the bathroom to get a towel wrapped around. I wrapped it and came out of the bathroom.“Sorry, wasn’t expecting you at this time.”“Ohh…. No that’s fine. Pratik was busy so I came to pick you.”Ohh… and I found out later that neither Pratik sent her nor did he tell her that I was renting a room in this hotel. My heart started beating faster.2-3 days went by…That day, it was raining heavily. I wasn’t feeling well so I went downstairs to. His mind returned to Christine. He realized he didn't really know much about her, she and Sylvia had been friends since they moved in, but she seemed to be over here more often the last year or so. And Sylvia had not had a steady boyfriend during that time. He wondered if they might be lesbians, until he remembered them giggling about a football star one night. He wished again he had not been so busy the last three years, as his daughter grew into a very seductive young woman.He was on his.