I hate comparing women with actress but she looked just like maddonna sebastian from kakaka..Po brown eyes loose hair, designer salwar showing a littl... bit of cleavage and slim but fluffy tummy, average boobs and a perfect apple shaped ass to die for as hr room was well lit I could check her body very wellShe too noticed me watching and she offered me coffee as I dont drink coffee she gave milk we drank together and after drinking the beverage I asked her what would she like to do for which she. Without consciously trying to, I found myself joining with my wife as she started to climax and I experienced some of the most incredible sensations that I had ever known. She was completely unaware of my presence, confusing it with her heightened emotions, and only realised that something was not how it should have been when she started to recover from her orgasm and noticed that my body was a total dead weight on top of her.It completely freaked her out and her scream, I think she thought I. “Val” I said, “That picture must be at least 20 years old and it is faded. I tell you what, you get your tits out and we will see what we can do”Ha-ha I thought, that would teach her. No way would she agree and this would teach her a lesson with for threatening to tell tales to my wife.“OK” she said, “But come into the lounge”This surprised me and it wasn’t what I had expected her to say.“Are you sure?” I asked.“Oh yes” she said, “but only topless. I am not showing you anything else” And with. "You know, you could help me with this bow." I nodded toward the thin strip of fabric that was holding the lingerie closed at my breasts. He grinned slightly and reached for the string, "No, no." I interrupted him, "No hands." His grin grew even wider before disappearing into my chest, nose deep in the crevasse of my breasts as he worked at the knot with his teeth and tongue. My mouth began to water as his hair tickled my collarbone. He drew his head back, pulling the bow loose before diving in.