Tbhi door bell ki awaj ae.Sushma ka dil joro se dhadak rha tha usne darvaja khola.Samne wo rickshw wala khada tha.Usne kaha madam sorry der ho gai cha...iye jaldi.Suhma ne kaha der nhi hui h,tum andr aajao thoda kaam h. Wo ricskhewla andr aa gaya.Sushma ne use sofe pe bithaya aur wo khud us k samne baith gai.Rickshe wla sushma ko dekh kr bhut hairan tha.Wo soch rha tha madam aj bhut jyda khubsurat lg rhi h.Uski najar susha ki boobs pe jaa rhi thi baar baar lekin wo jhat se najre hta le rha. She gave her name. The man just said: "Get in."She opened the door and slid into the limousine. The man waved her onto the leather bench opposite them. He then told her to slide up her skirt. She should show them her pussy. She never hesitated. They stared at her crotch. The second man was older. He said something in a guttural language. Arab, no doubt."He wants you to spread your cunt lips for him", the younger man said.She felt her fingers tremble when she touched her shaven lips. She opened. "Is it still off," she asked, her gorgeous slender body was sitting back in the bath, her long blonde hair neatly tied atop her head, out of the water."The power?" I asked, "Yeah, it keeps flashing on and off like it does."I think that my nonchalant manner was quite convincing, I disrobed, stretched out my cock and hopped into the bath opposite my unbelievingly hot, blonde wife.I was intrigued to know what was happening and rather than just ask outright I asked the question in a roundabout. Yeh baat 6 mahine puraani hai.meri story aisi suru hue ki muje bhi nahi malum yeh kya hua tha,mai kisi kaam se apne mobile se kisika number lagaya,lekin galati se wrong number lag gaya,samne se kisi female ki awaaj aayi kon chayiye,maine kaha mukesh hai,usne kaha nahi,aapko kon sa number lagaya hai,fir maine number bataya to wo boli sorry aap ka wrong no. hai.fir maine aisehi baat karne laga,wo bhi mera jawab de rahi thi,maine pucha yeh kaha ka number hai ,wo boli borivli ka,maine kaha mai bhi.