(there are pics/video in a gallery to go with this story)Well here's the dilemma I faced the other day, my lady came back from her daughters house (no... blood related to me) and brought in a big washing basket full of washing as her daughters washing machine had broke down.She asked did I mind, and even as the words left her mouth I thought "MIND,MIND" lol! ...I nearly jumped for joy, as it's been a while since I borrowed the odd pair of panties, tights or stockings for er! a Private moment.I. The room was to be dark. No man was to speak, or give any indication by laughing, coughing, or any other way, under penalty of paying all the bets. The women were to lose if they spoke, or gave indications of who they were.I took three cards, and wrote the name of a lady on each of them. Then each lady took her card, and they went upstairs to the bed-room pell-mell and laughing. The women were to stand of a row in a certain order against a side of the room, we to follow in an order they did not. She was moaning yesss …… fuck me niket. …. ahhh ohhhhh fuck me niket. ….. yesss ahhh go deep niket ahhh ohhhh niket I am enjoying. ….. fuck hard n deep ahhh ohhhh ohhhh ouchh fuck me ahhh.I was fucking her hard and my cock reaching deep inside her pussy. Nitya, what a pussy my darling ahhhh ohhhh ohhhh nitya. … hold me tight nitya. … ahhh ohhh ahhhh nitya. …. lift your ass and do up and down …. ahhh yesss nitya…… I want you as my wife nitya. I am your wife niket for ever …… fuck me my husband. She was Indian, and introduced herself as Anjolie Lalitha.Anjolie was beautiful: tall and slender with olive skin, big, brown eyes lined with Kohl, a womanly wisp of black hair over each temple, quiet voice, deferential manner, and a slightly goofy smile which showed all of her many teeth.She was engaging without quite being smug.She was dressed in a suit, completely inappropriate for a Saturday, and wouldn't have looked out of place in a corporate boardroom.As they talked, Julie learned a.