The hem of the skirt just came to thetops of my stockings.My panties would show if I bent over but I didn'tmind because I love being a slut.Next I put...on the 6 inch heels andsecured the straps complete with little padlocks.I was going to be lockedinto these heels as long as my hot wife desired.When done gettiing into mysexy outfit I carefully walked back to the bathroom in these impossiblyhigh heels.My wife was waiting for me with a wicked grin on herface,telling me to sit in the chair she. Placing my hands on her knees, I leant in and ran my tongue gently over the lace. She moaned softly in appreciation, encouraging me to go further. I moved my head closer and ran my tongue along her pantie-covered slit, feeling the dampness gathered in them already. I moved my fingers to grip the waistband of her panties but she hissed, “Use your teeth you fucking slut!” and I stiffened. A fucking slut. That was all I was to her. I glanced up at her, her eyes blazing as she looked down at me. I wondered why she is sending her maid away how she will manage to stay alone this night in this big house. She come to me and asked to follow her I followed her she went inside the bed room on the top floor, I stand outside the bed room. She told me hey Vimal why r u standing outside come in, I feel a bit wired going inside her bed room when she is alone in the house and she is dressed like she is going somewhere she had lot of ornaments on her and is wearing a silk saree. I feel funny why she. Carol sat in the middle with Craig behind the driver, as the taxi pulled away, Carol turned to Craig, kissing him passionately, at the same time parting her legs to allow Tom access to her cunt.“Tear my dress,” she whispered to Craig, “tear my dress and get my tits out.” She had already undone the front of his trousers and had her hand round his cock.Craig put his hand on the neckline of her dress and pulled violently, the material tore easily, revealing her bra covered breasts.“Here, let me,”.