Tum zara uski khujli mita do”. Saying this she stood up from the chair. Archana called me and said”Jaldi meri choot ke niche aake uski khujli mita...do”. I went near and raised her gown and Archana held the gown near her waist. I saw her fat thighs and her pussy was covered with a cotton skin cloured panty. Her panty was wet in the crotch area. I was doing this for the first time so was a little hesitant in doing this. Archana shouted”Jaldi karo”and moved both her legs wide. I sat between her fat. She resisted pressing down against my hand.“No reason just curious is all. No need to make a big deal out of it”“Then why do you seem so shaken by your own question?”“Cos its kind of out of the blue”I this time forced her gaze up to mine. Her dark brown eyes staring straight into mine. She was a bountiful woman that I was lucky enough to have met when I did but she would never now that. “You know me by now Aurum, I am an open book. There is no need to be shy.” I said as I pushed her towards my. Lynn liked to be tied up and played with, and I was more than happy to indulge her. Another fantasy we share is that of another man fucking her. We would often talk of her being tied up and left for someone to find her and fuck her brains out. Of course this was all fantasy until the water heater broke and the repairman showed up earlier than expected.I had set up for the repairman to show at 2:00PM to replace our water heater. Lynn and I had been partying the night before and were too tired. A big black man was dressed in a dark suit while his elegant coffee coloured wife was in a white cocktail dress that was almost completely backless, showing a little bit of butt cleavage. I wondered if that meant she wasn't wearing underwear, but just then Mrs Maddison called us into dinner in the next room. We all filed in to the other room and my eye was immediately struck by another large black and white photo of a nude Mrs Maddison on the wall. She was front on to the camera this time, her.