That’s when she noticed the glowing bright white gown hanging from a silver hook on the bathroom door. ‘Oh my-‘ she gasped going over to the mo...t amazing gown she had ever seen. There had to have been at least 50 yards of fabric in that full skirt with the long train, layers upon layers of crinoline, silk and satin. The top was a whale boned and beaded corset with delicate looking silk strings lacing up the back. ‘It’s gorgeous!’ she smiled. ‘It’s yours.’ she heard his deep voice behind her. . . the lights went on."You?"He nodded."Partner?"He smiled. "Yep."I thought I was going to pass out. I sat back in my chair, staring at my friend."How long?" Couple of years." Does Pearl know?" Yeah ... right from the beginning," he said with a smile. "We don't have any secrets." Shit ... I had no idea," I confessed."You weren't supposed to. Remember, life goes on and this is a long-term plan. Very long-term," he said levelly."So ... my friend ... my tailor ... is my partner," I cleverly. I went outside and brought some thing to eatAlongwith cold drinks and settled down. Since after that solid fuckingAnd matching of our minds we opened a lot and she asked me my otherDirty and only dirty fantasies with her. I told her i dream aboutFucking her in the kitchen when she is preparing food like lickingHer asshole while her hands are full of flour (aata) this way sheCan’t remove my head and also to put my complete hand inside herLarge and loose cunt (her big bhosra). Soni aunty asked. My hand cupped her sex, a firm grip that squeezed her lips tight against her clit, and once again she moaned. I drove in and out of her, deep into her sopping pussy, ignoring the initial orgasm that my rough entry had caused, and built up the depth and speed so that she would orgasm again. She did soon enough, and came continuously for several minutes, but I wasn’t finished yet. Pulling out, I ran my cock, sticky with her juices up and around her asshole, my hands stretching her cheeks wide,.