I slowly got up removed my kurta and then my bra. He was just lying there and staring me.He kept on staring me for some time and then got up removed h...s t-shirt and jeans. I was looking down but I saw his erection. He slowly came near me and whispered, “Please remove this churidar.” I shook my head in NO.I was unable to understand that he didn’t even touch and lick my boobs then why he wanted the churidar to be removed. I was expecting him to go with the flow. In the meantime he made me lay on. Shit, shit, shit! I felt like I was going to pee any second now. I never did. Instead, a deliciously fresh feeling that spread throughout my body until I was moaning loud with pleasure came off of this. Yeah! I gasped, holding the back of his head as my orgasm subsided. I quickly let go of his head, blushing, as I realized what had just happened. Im Sorry, I say. Dont be, He whispers before getting on top of me, straddling me, and kissing me on the lips. His lips tasted of me and it only tuned. Lauren swung round as the program mercifully ended, and facing away from the television, arranged her legs over his. Her skirt hitched up very slightly allowing him to see her tanned thighs as she laid back against the other end of the sofa. Taking his cue, his hands absently explored her legs, starting as close to her feet as he could reach. Lauren was pleased with the result of her shift, and thought about bringing her feet up onto his end of the sofa, but decided that that would have been. She wasn't in the kitchen. I climbed upstairs towards our bedroom and opened the door. And my jaw dropped. There on the bed was my sexy wife. Lying in just a pair of heels and one of my ties around her neck. Gently flicking her nipple and biting her lip. Without saying a word she crawled over towards me and kissed me hard on my lips. Then she started to move down towards my neck and pulled down my jacket.'Not a word love' she said and she kissed my neck repeatedly and unbuttoned my shirt. She.