It was the third day of Diwali and the house was full of friends and relatives and my aunt was preparing for lakshmi Puja, cleaning and purifying the ...ouse ….and as promised Zarina came home in a Punjabi suit, she was looking gorgeous and hot. She came in and greeted everyone at home and got friendly with everyone, my sisters loved her. My aunt all of a sudden took her in the bedroom and made Her wear a saree in gujarati style , I could not believe my eyes when I saw in saree, Zarina was. Greg pulled them off her feet and leaned forwards, giving her pussy a long, firm lick. Angelina shuddered at the touch.Greg hooked his arms behind her knees and pulled, her naked form dropping back onto the canvas of the ring with a thud. He smiled as he saw her breasts bounce and her pussy clench. Greg quickly slid back under the bottom rope, then pulled her towards him. He hooked the back of her knees over the rope, then reached under and pulled her towards him by her thighs. With the rope. I loved the sensation of having a sensitive clit and pussy, it made me even more horny and had to keep masturbating. Each extra orgasm built in intensity, even though teasing my clit or g-spot was excruciatingly painful, I simply couldn’t resist continuing. For the next forty minutes, I masturbated, lost in my own world, enjoying three more orgasms but with a fourth rapidly approaching, I heard mom calling from downstairs.“Jo, Aunt Andi is here!”I tried to bring on my orgasm but it wouldn’t. “Right,” he gently pushed his wife away. “Both of you, go pack some clothes. Not so much that it looks like we’re moving out, running away, but enough to keep you going for a few days. Grab important valuables, but only,” he stared at his wife, “only if they are small and light weight.”Jane opened her mouth to protest, then closed it again. She didn’t have a lot of jewellery, but some of it was genuinely valuable, one piece was known to have been owned by her great-great-grandmother.None of.