First, you told me to shave my balls and ass and then powder them with baby powder. I did it, because I wanted your cock! Next, you insisted that I re...er to my own cock as a "clit" and send you a picture of it in its "relaxed and powdered" state. You promised you would send me a picture of your eight inch cock in all its glory. I did it because I wanted to see what I was getting into.The picture proved you weren't exaggerating! I knew I had to have your cock! With the picture you told me to go. Her eyes fell on her new g-string bikini on the table, still in its wrapper from the shop, a steamy romance novel next to it, and she grinned, thinking to herself, So I’ll go to the roof and, aaaaahhhh, masturbate in the sun instead.No I won’t mmmmmmmmasturbate, but I’ve never worn my new bikini before, I, oooohh yes, I haven’t even put it on to see what it looks like, so I’ll try it out with a bit of ssssssssssssunbathing up there, a few joints and a little, aaaaaaahhhhhh, reading matter. I watched as two more men took her mouth and three more emptied themselves into her pussy. I had cum twice on the patio stones and I couldn't bring myself to watch anymore of what she was doing. I went home to wait for my slut wife to come home.I felt myself being pulled off the couch and my dress was removed. I was pushed down onto my hands and knees and a man moved up behind me and speared my pussy and as he pushed in I pushed back to me him. In my new position I saw some of the other things. .”…I told. “Kya”..she. “jaise ras malai me kesar ka rang hota he…aap bhi bilkul kesar jaise khubsurat aur sexy ho…” I winked saying this. Vo Sharma jati he..”he besharm…”. Achha me chalti hu..nahi to aap peekar aur bhi kuchh eise bologe. She gone.In night I seen blue film on my CD player and masterbated imagining her. Next day, as usual I went to my office and returned by 6.00 pm. I seen her in balcony reading news paper. I wished her “namastey bhabhi. Kaise ho..”. She..”achhi hu”. Saying.