Nun schloss ich die Riemen. Und wozu sind die Riemen in der Mitte:Fragte mein Kunde. Und ich fesselte nun meine linke Hand in der ersten Schlaufe.Ich ...rklärte ihm er müsse nun die zweite Hand mit der verbliebenenSchlaufe fesseln. Was er auch ohne Wiedersprache tat. Ein komisches Bild gab ich jetzt ab. Meine Füße steckten in hohenStiefeln. Diese waren auf Knöchelhöhe mit einer 80 cm Stange verbunden.Auf Höhe der Knöchel befanden sich meine Handgelenke. Die Händeetwa 20 cm auseinander. Meine. My wife was wearing pink colour argandi saree famous in south and same colour blouse surprisingly with black colour bra after three years.the bra is visible from transparent pink blouse.malati is smiling at me every time see a guy out there asking for how is he is looking like.i have seen her happy and shy mixed feeling that i neven seen before.she said she is hot and wet inside her pant ,i said really and put my hand from bottom of her saree and pressed her pussy to feel how wet is. We would often fantasize about her fucking another man. It would normally be in the way of us laid next to each other in bed kissing, with her wanking my cock. She would keep her knickers on and not let me touch her pussy as she would save herself for this other guy. So in between us kissing and my wife very slowly wanking my cock I would say things like “would you suck his cock” and she would reply very quietly “oh yes” “would you let him caress your nipples” “oh yes and suck them” “would he. You went to your drawer and pulled out two small items. You turned around, and in one hand, was a black, discreet controller, and the other was a pink bullet vibrator. My eyes widened, in lust and in anticipation. You looked me right in the eyes, and lifted up your little dress. I gulped as I saw you had no panties on, your beautiful, shaved mound in full display. I felt the hard-on coming and my breathing accelerated. I wanted to fuck you right there, but I stood transfixed at your body..