Coming to the story, I am Madhushree, a true Bangalorean. I am happily married with no kids. I am aged 35. My husband works for a sales company. Ours ...as a love marriage(husband is a college senior), nine years and running.I have a Master’s in English and am a professor. After Covid, I changed jobs from being a professor at Koramangala to a college at Yelahanka for better pay. It is the main reason behind Madhan entering my life.I was introduced to all the faculties on the first day of the new. She looked up at him and was about to protest until she seen him raise the riding crop. She took his cock in her mouth and cleaned both their juices from it. He picked up his camera and started filming me fucking her in various positions. She then put on the strap-on and he filmed her doing the same to me. When he filmed enough he went to his computer and edited the film. We were told to go and put on two bikinis. When we came back he had set up three cameras out in the garden. The next hour or. I was enjoying every bit of it. He then tore my shirt and ripped of my bra using his teeth as if he was a real tiger. Then he gave a real tight slap on my left nipples and I gave a loud moan. He started licking my nipples and was pinching the other one at the same time. He did this for a minute or so, and then Alam ripped off my pants.Now I was told to unlock their zip. I was having difficulty doing so as my hands were tied. But after some efforts, I managed to do that. Seeing their cocks, my. "Afraid... ? Afraid of what?" Sandy replied as she manipulated the brush, the sudden thought occurring to her that there was no way they could frighten her. She had already seen and done too much in her young life... "Shut up!" Seybor ordered. "You two should be asleep. You know the rules." Piss on you, Seybor," Carla Montez, an eighteen-year-old prostitute spat. Sandy smiled at her brazenness and Helen laughed outright. "Why don't you go downstairs and eat some more of Old Molly!" Y-You.