” I took him to the guest room and I explained to him I couldn’t do anything in my husband’s bed. He understood and before we even got to the ro...m, he was pulling at my clothes. My shirt, my bra ended up in the hallway. He lay me slowly back on the bed. He slowly kissed me as he was lightly touching my breasts. My nipples hardened under his touch. He turned on his back and pulled me on top of him. He was fully clothed but I could feel his hard cock against me. My long hair flowed freely as I. She then sat on the bed and told me it will take one hour for mehandi to get dry and then only she can wash of her hands, she told me that she was wearing a costly saree and she is scared that if mehendi will make colors on it, so she told me to remove her saree and keep it carefully. She stood in front of me and asked me to untie the saree nada , this was first time that I was in close contact with other women and I was getting restless and anxiety but kept cool and agreed to do ,I took the. The lights in the room changed and I noticed that the dance floor was empty and in it center was a well-padded breeding bench with a light shining down upon it. The bench itself was raised just high enough that a man could stand and fucked his woman.I was not ashamed and in my soul I wanted more orgasms. Looking at the people who had surrounded us, I noticed a couple of beautiful young men. They may have even been in their late teens but possessed big black cocks that were erect. That’s when my. I would never get a woman like her. So I went into the guest room. Inside was a bed and some cardboard boxes. I undressed myself, went on the bed and was about to sleep when the door opened and Lisa came in. What the Fuck? Where'd she come from? I pondered. Then, I suddenly got very nervous. Not once did she try to explain anything, all she did was begin undress herself.It was dark, but the moon was bright enough to give me a decent look at her gorgeous body. She had a slender build. Small.