She smiled, thinking “How romantic.”When they entered the room, a beautiful sheer peignoir was laid out on the bed and a dozen red roses were on t...e bedside table. Nisha hugged and kissed her husband who said, “Let’s take a shower together.”After they toweled each other off, Nisha tried on the lingerie. She was five foot five, nicely filled out at 130 pounds with shoulder length dark hair. Firm B-cup breasts with dark nipples and a neatly trimmed muff. A pretty package, especially when she was. She walked over checking hisnails, which were completely dry now and then took his dress from ahanger."Hands up, hon." Jan slid his sundress over his suit and tossed him someflip flops on the floor. "Take that stuff out. Your toes are dry."Jan undid his left pigtail, brushing through it over and over while heremoved the tissue paper from between his toes.He slipped into the flip flops as she retied it and repeated brushing onthe other side. Between her teeth were two more bands as she. You know, in a relationship," I slowly drugged out my words."I thought we were official," she cried as a cease formed in her forehead."I, uh... I don't know. I've never been in a relationship with a girl." Your parents know you're gay, right?" she inquired. I nodded and she continued. "Then you shouldn't be scared to be with me, baby. I love you and you love me, so what's the problem?"The conversation was more than I bargained for. To get myself out of it, I distracted her with my lips covering. It was spectacular, very short but strangely satisfying. It was the kind of orgasm that is not the end but the beginning of a long series of orgasms. This orgasm had in fact increased her need for more rampant direct sex not just masturbation the real thing. She wanted to feel a throbbing monstrous COCK in her hand & then wanted her pussy to be pounded by that monster. All the dirty books Smita had secretly passed on to her were taking control of her mind. But she composed herself back &.