Handing me her electric razor she said "shave me". I gave her a fantastic Brazilian cut and thought "wow". This wow turned into a bigger "WOW" when sh... handed me a red marker pen - "write SLUT across the top of my pussy". I was staggered by this transformation in her, but duly obliged. She dressed provocatively, rubbing her hands over her body in the process and applied bright red lipstick to her face. The drive to the dogging site took about 20 minutes and in the meantime she had finished off. She was also very happy to see me. I had gone into the room. It is a 2 bed room flat. They stayed in one room and second one is for the guests. My brother is working in a company at Hyderabad. So he stays in Hyderabad once or twice in week he visits their house.So coming to the story as usual he had gone to Hyderabad for his work. Only I and my bhabhi were left in home. I do not have any bad intentions about her till that movement. I know her from my childhood onwards we are family relatives.. Then he sucked my tongue in his mouth and began sucking it. His hands were cupping my ass balloons and mashing them very rough while our cocks rubbed on each other. I was feeling quite close to the imminent danger level of blowing my load, making me pull out my tongue out of his mouth. Roshan whispered, “This is fucking so hot”.He showed me a very nasty / mischievous grin, quickly lifted off me, turned around and began sucking my hard cock to the balls. As my mouth opened wide to gasp, Roshan. "Don't forget James that without me you don't have much of a future, - - - -" Hey asshole!" I shouted, "Have a car at Heathrow to meet me off the next flight from Paris, Charles De Gaulle" Who the hell do you think you're talk- - -, " Just fucking do it" and I punched the phone savagely, breaking the connection.I still felt like a bag of shit as I stepped off the plane at Heathrow and walked straight through the non-existent customs check into the arrivals lounge.He was there with a nervous.