" Right and it ain't snowing right now," she shot back."Come on, honey. She was nice and I liked her but that's about as far as its going."We weren't ...aving an argument, just talking. You know how it is, wives tend to feel threatened by other women and Linda wasn't above voicing her thoughts on the subject.Nothing more was said and I had forgotten most of our first visit. By this time three weeks had gone by and then the phone rang. My wife answered and she talked for a few minutes before. “Did you cut and style your for me?” She nodded again. I placed the other shoe on her foot and stood up. “Stand up for me, Florence,” I said and extended my hand to her. She took my hand and stood up. Her free hand darted to the hem of her dress. She wanted to pull it down to cover the top of her thighs. “No, leave your dress as it is,” I sternly told her. Florence obeyed. Her hand froze in place, inches from the hem. I placed my hands on her hips and turned her around. “You smell. He continues to tease her with his member, rotating the head just inside her entrance. She turns to him and tells him to “fuck me already!”. He grins and slides his thick, black cock further into her pussy, gripping her hips as he pushes himself all the way in. She gasps at the size of it, feeling it stretching her pussy wide and causing small twitches of pleasure in her muscles. He starts to fuck her, slowly at first to allow her hole to adjust to his girth, gradually increasing pace, he. It took me about 90 mins to reach there. On reaching there her servant told me that she has gone out & will be coming in few mins. I decided to wait there, as I wanted to meet her (Till then I had not seen her). As soon as she came I couldn’t believe my eyes. There she was in front of my eyes in saree n deep cut blouse she was looking sexy. I thought that I came to wrong address & said sorry & started to go from there.She told me to show the address & when I saw that the address is correct, she.