Like heat. I can feel the smoothness of your cheek" his fingers touched her cheek " the shape of your nose." he smiled as his fingers tapped the tip o... her nose. "The curve of your moth... but what of..." his fingers trailed over her chin. As slowly as his words he fingers moved south. "What of... the rest... of... you?" His fingers stopped at her collarbone."What of the rest of me? What do you want?" Amanda asked in a hoarse whisper. He was very still. Finally he answered."I want to touch. He said no you have to do this to help me as we help you by giving threesome pleasure, he said you have not to do anything I will do everything , This was part of his plan because pooja don’t show objection , he sit on the bed and started sucking my cock which i also feel good because he was sucking better than his wife , pooja was watching and cupped her boobs with my hand ask her to come over so I can suck her boobs, she came over and know raj was sucking my cock and I was sucking pooja. I had my bed on the floor in the flat so I have arranged all the things already like things to eat, daaru, juices, laptop and speaker. Toe she came and removed her high heels, and I saw she was having her toes painted blood red. I complimented her for the nail paint.We sat down on the mattress and started chatting as usual, in between tickled her feet, she thought I am doing it playfully and didn’t say much. Then I said her “oye tattoo bnaye tere oopr”, she thought and agreed. I made a tattoo. "Yes." I confessed."My knickers are silky. You like the feel of them sliding against your skin." She asked."Yes." I muttered."Do you have any questions about my knickers, surely you must?" She asked.I looked up from the floor bravely."What makes them smell and taste the way they do?" I asked."A women secretes a fluid from her genitals throughout the day. The same fluid that lubricates the vagina in preparation for sexual intercourse." She answered."Mum, can I ask you something really personal?".