Even if it’s only a dream, you put your razor back and feel the smooth skin over your legs, wishing they where there to enjoy it with you. You stand...under the water again, now rinsing the conditioner from your hair, allowing the silky to water run smooth down your entire body. Your skin feeling like liquid satin, you massage your scalp making sure not to leave any conditioner behind. Then you turn back to the water and turn the heat up a little, as it’s starting to fade. You stand under the. I opened it and took out a fresh bra,panty and red colour Saree with same colour blouse and petticoat. I then wore them, I took out some jewellery and put them on. I went to the mirror,I was looking like a bride,on her wedding night,waiting to be fucked by her husband.I wanted to surprise Rajan. I switched off the lights and sat on the bed. I then told him to come into the room and lock the door. He did so and then he switched on the lights. I saw the expression on his face and I knew that he. I was now kneeling before her massaging her feet while she was putting the finishing touches on her hair at her vanity when we heard the doorbell ring. I hated these interruptions in our weekend time and angrily went to sit on the bed to wait for our guest to leave. I didn’t even make it to the bed when my wife snapped her finger and pointed to the corner. I don’t know if she does things like that just to see me pout like a little c***d or, simply because she can. I have always wondered how it. Finally, I had it all inside me and it felt great. I could feel it pulsating inside me with every move he made. Slowly he started to fuck me, which then got faster and harder, his hands tight on my hips pulling me onto his cock. The feeling of his black balls hitting my soaking wet pussy was great. I then reached in between my legs and started to rub my clit, entering my pussy fingering myself, as this guy was pounding me as if his life depended on it.It seemed like he had been fucking my.