Despite her fearsome attitude and unwavering demeanor, she was quite beautiful. I was totally jealous the first time I saw her long flowing brown hair... full even breasts, and firm backside. She wasn’t one to flaunt it though, she wore blouses and skirts that were either muted in color or contained basic patterns.I didn’t admire her for long, however. A soon as she put fear into the others, I dreaded my fate. I honestly think the waiting was almost as terrible as what was to come. She spent the. Megan had his costume in arms as they went back into the master bedroomwhere Tray found his wife's dog and cat sleeping."I can't believe you would bring her back here," Megan hissed at him ina low tone."What choice did I have? I have to keep an eye on her and my body, orshe could do anything with it," Tray used the same tone, "go off andtake off my mask, take pictures and blow my ID. One way or another weare screwed here."Megan nodded."Okay, okay- you made the right call," Megan said then. We were married for just 6 months before this incident. My best friend was Kumar, you can call us brothers.We were from diagonally opposite families in terms of cultures. But we were so close that we were together in everything, from crime to fun. We always stayed along. I counted him as my best friend. So much so that upon his and his wife’s (Meghana) insistence, I agreed to my parents’ marriage proposal.And my marriage was about 3 months after Kumar’s. Now, something about Meghana, she was a. He washed my stomach. The more he touched me, the wetter my pussy got. Koogi sat on the shower bench, lifted my left leg and washed it. He washed my foot, getting in between my French pedicured toes. He used one of the shower hoses and rinsed me down before taking my right foot and doing the same thing. He rinsed my leg before washing my pussy. He was so delicate, as if he were teasing me. His fingers gently going in between the folds of my pussy lips. He used the hose and rinsed my pussy,.