“We’re going to play a game.”“But--!” Riku exclaimed in an irritated manner, “You’re ruining my clothes!”“They’re ugly”, replied...Kisaki curtly.Riku realised resistance was futile. When Kisaki’s mind was set on something, he’d push it through, no matter what. When so Riku was entirely exposed apart from his underwear, a pair of ugly white briefs, Kisaki almost wanted to ask him to take them off himself. But when struck by their sheer ugliness and the yellow stain at the front – why did they even. That day was a holiday so few of my colleagues and I decided to celebrate Christmas by going to the church to offer prayers and then have a dinner and then we will return home. Most of my colleagues are married fortunately on that day only the married colleagues came with their wife, I was the only one single amongst them.It was around 4 in the evening we all met at Esplanade we were 9 people 4 couples and me. The wives of my colleagues they were all in between 28-35 all were in sarees two of. I also put a heavy eye bolt in the ceiling of her garage and bedroom for a fuck swing we were to pick up at a sex store in Houston that evening.We showered, changed clothes, and drove the 90 minutes to Houston. There were several places off Telephone Road on the south side of the city off Interstate 45. We checked out two and got the fuck swing, some handcuffs, paddles, and other things. I carried them to the car and put them in the truck and went back inside as they had a theater and booths. The resulting pleasure awakens me a little more. I become aware of the tightness of the knicker elastic around my waist and hips. My other hand slides down my body to feel the silky material of my underwear. I dreamily lie back and let my fingers travel across the garment, eventually resting on my crotch. My fingers tickle the loose material which ruffles between my legs. I become aware of the heat emanating onto my hand.With a jolt, I pull my legs up towards me. I hook my thumbs under the.