Michele and I exchanged another kiss while standing next to the dressing room door. Kim was cooing while she was trying the dress on. She stepped out ...o model the dress and Michele and I agreed she should have it. "Don't bother to get your other clothes on," Michele smiled. "Pull the tags, you're getting this one. Are you wearing panties?" Yes..." Kim answered."Anything special or just knickers?" was my question. Without waiting for an answer, I offered "Mine are black silk t-backs - see?" and. I zip myself in, wondering if you are being unzipped at the same time. I slip on the jacket and complete the outfit with you black 4” patent heels. Trying not to think too much about what you’re up to I go online and distract myself with a little chat room banter on chix .About an hour later I get a Whatsapp message from you. It’s just a picture of you straddling some muscular black guy, like you sometimes do to Marco at the works Christmas party! The light in the picture isn’t very good and I. The orgasmWas so intense that for a moment a i felt that her cum would throw my cockOut of her pussy. Bindu was yelling* haaaaaaaaaannnnn ahah aaa mera paaniChhootaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ,hai mere razaaaaaaaaaaa aaj mujhe itna maza aaya kiLagta hai meri life ka poora maza ayya.haaaannnnnnnn oh you are a darlingMy husband.oh baburao ab tum bhi apna paani nikalo aur meri gaand kaPeechha chhodo haaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnn plzzzzzzz.*although she had attainedHer orgasm but baburao and myself were busy ****ing. Regis looked at me nervously for a second then proceeded. She bent down with her little flashlight and looked my genitalia over carefully. She got a speculum out of a drawer, warmed it briefly in her hands then inserted it in me. I felt my vulva spread and cool air invade my vagina with the first click of the speculum’s lock. As I watched her raven hair flutter in the air conditioner’s breeze, I felt another then another click as she spread me wider and wider. As she carefully scrutinized.