In those days few places hired there own security as most was contracted out. I often got assigned to some of London,s famous hotels and was assigned ...o,one very near Hyde Park that summer. I,d gotten friendly with an Arab gentleman and his much younger wife from Beirut, the Lebanon and it Wasn,t till months later I discovered he was an arms, dealer. My job was to inspect all brief cases and handbags as that was the height of IRA terror bomb attacks in London, not that there was much I could. He feels ready to explode thinking of her dancing and how good she feels when he is inside of her. “Really” my wife said. We did come in for a new ceiling fan, how about a discount? He told her she could have it for free if he could just have her again. My wife walked to the both of us and said drop your pants. We happily obliged and we were both already hard. My wife took of her shirt then got down on her knees and started slowly sucking and stroking our cocks. It was really exciting being in. When nothing worked she bound me with swear of her name. I sat down beside her. Di was looking beautiful. Gorgeous as she was the bridal wear was the icing on the cake. Her long hairs woven into a bun. All those ornaments she wore. The nose ring I remember was the same she wore on her wedding and the mangalsutra. It was the most beautiful of them all.Tushar had tied it around di’s neck when they swore to be together all their life. But it all looked dull the moment I saw di’s sad face. No man. Now she sat up, taking her breasts from my face and pressed her shiny fingers into my mouth. This taste was just Lucy. No trace of the cum she'd had there last night. My sister's pussy juice, pure and unadulterated. And delicious. I wanted more. Tried to pull her up so that she would sit on my face again so I could take her cunt onto my mouth. But she was in charge and told me no."Time to explore your submissive side, Abie."I lay back and she pulled the sheet away. Exposing my bare skin and my.