She danced with him for a while for music. Then we headed home while it was midnight. It was late so as we reached home. Ranveer was saying he would l...ave but Sunita asked him to stay for a while. I feigned sleep and slept in our room. Sunita and Ranveer sat in the balcony chit chatting.After a while, I heard Sunita asking Ranveer to help her undress and then he could go. Ranveer stood behind her and slowly slipped the dress off her shoulders. Actually, she didn’t need any help! I was laying. She still hadn't locked the door. Was she really going to go through with this?There was a noise in the reception room. Footsteps. They were coming towards the washroom. For a moment there was still time to lock the door. Roxanne paused, and then paused again. Her pussy was so wet that juices were leaking down her inner thighs.A hand was on the door, and then Roxanne felt the cool movement of air across her back as the door opened. Then it closed again. The letter writer was in the washroom. Anderson, if I may be so crude, my pussy is your pussy. And you don't need me to escort her. She will come when called."Dominic said, "That's nice of you Blake. But to be honest, I have an ulterior motive for inviting you up here this morning. I hope you won't take this the wrong way. If I'm out of line I want you to feel free to say so. But there is something that I have always found very erotic. I love the idea of black men fucking white women. I don't think that I have a racist bone in my. .. Woman 1: “I had a fine evening, how was yours... ?”Woman 2: “It was a disaster. My husband came home, ate his dinner in 3 minutes and fell a sleep. How was yours... ?”Woman 1: “Oh it was amazing! My husband came home and took me out for a romantic dinner ... After dinner we walked for an hour ... When we came home he lit the candles around the house ... It was like a ... fairy tale!At the same time, their husbands are talking at work... Husband 1: “How was your evening... ?”Husband 2: “Great.