Then Huda emerges from nearby having changed into a fitted thin t-shirt the wife quickly comments that it shows her bra, smiles and comments “really...�� as she looks and see’s the thin shirt hugs her curves as I gaze up and down her body the wife kissing my neck and whispering “I know you want her”. I grunt “uh-huh” and she purrs to answer. The wife walks over and checks the tight shirt grabbing the bottom and asking “ can I try to loosen it for you” and Huda says Sure but the thin material tears. A puzzled Ghasaan followed his mother, as did an equally puzzled bodyguard. For a moment or two Nicola watched the boys playing and listening to the instructions of the coaches. Then she recognised the coach as one of the teachers from Ghasaan’s school, but she couldn’t remember his name, so she turned to her son, “Ghasaan, why do you participate in sports at the school?”“To please my father,” was Ghasaan’s swift reply.Nicola sighed. “Look at these boys, Ghasaan. They are clearly enjoying. I told her that she is not allowed to dry herself by using any towel from now on.She has to stand on the mat till she dries naturally by dripping. After 30 minutes she was dry, but the golden glow on skin was still there, making her a very beautiful sight.I gave her a robe made of fine strands of jute. It was specially woven by me to be al free flowing like silk, but to be as rough as a jute sack. The roughness would continuously rub the skin keeping Eve in a continuous state of awareness of. With a flourish, her arms went straight and stiff, pointed behind her back. The jacket easily slipped down and off, falling to the floor. Her fingers worked slowly, painfully slowly, on the remaining buttons, as her body swayed to the music. “Do you know how much I’ve thought about being with another girl, Michelle”, she asked, every syllable dripping with lust. “I’ve had fantasies of a woman’s soft touch making me cum. Her delicate fingers touching my most intimate parts, and her tongue.