Would you care to explain? I blushed and wondered whether or not to tell the truth. Im not a good liar so decided on the truth. Well, actually, Andrew...is my husband…. WHAT. So why are you here with us? Well. A while ago our marriage was almost on the rocks. We loved each other and had great sex when he was home but he was almost never home because he was always away on business trips. I wasnt getting enough sex to satisfy me, so I was cheating on him. He wasnt going to cut back on his business. Aaaaaaaur joooooor se choooodo. Phad do chut ko aaj. Aaj kuch bhi ho jaye lekin meri chut phaaaaaade baaaaagair maat chhhhhhoodna. Aaaaaaah,Aaaaaur jor sssssssseeeeeee. Uuuuuuuuuuiiiiiimmmmmmmma. Ahhhhhhhhannnnnnnnna. Aise hi woh moan kar rahi thi. Kuch der ke baad maine paya ki mera lund pani se bheeg raha hai. Woh pani chhodne wali thi. Woh niche se kamar uttha utha ke chilllla rahi thi. Aur barbara rahi thi. Haaaaaaan aur chhodo. Meri chut ko aaaj mat chhodna. Ise bhosda bana dena. Aur kuch. She reassured me that she was much more qualified to deal with victims than perpetrators. Ahhhh, then I realized what she had meant all along.I only broke down a little bit in going over the details. She offered me a glass of water. I happily took this proffered drink. She let me go on as I related the details which seemed so fresh after 43 years in hiding.She knew where I had been a year ago. She knew we had covered many topics. Some hard. Some silly. But never as dark as this.We both were. Next, Zara knelt down and started with my feet, ankles, calves, and worked upwards until she reached my inner thighs. The Malaysian soap she used had a unique aroma. I can’t identify any Nigerian soap brands that smelled similar, but it had a pleasing spice-like scent.We had spoken very little until this point. “Bend over please,” Zara said.I bent forward from the waist and could feel her soft feminine hands as she gently ran the washcloth up and down the crack in my ass. I felt her rub the.