’ We held a company Christmas party at the Microtel in Tracy two weeks before the big day. I had met Rita, Bobby Lee’s wife, and his three sons wh...n they first arrived in early July. She wasn’t quite as little as Bobby Lee had made out. I’d guess she was five-foot-five, but beside the big guy, she was dwarfed. His boys all looked like they were going to be younger versions of their father. The food bill in that household must be astronomical. Wick’s wife, Eileen, was darn near the same size as. .a...noisy...wanker...” he manages to get out, then “Aagghh!” Thick white ropes of cum shoot from his gloriously, shiny head. The first hits his left collar bone, the second the centre of his hairless chest, right between his dark peachy nipples. His toes are curled under his feet and yet another massive burst of inner energy, propels the third jet onto my left hip. “Sorry!” he says, smirking. I look down at his cock and see it's angled pretty much at my own, he did that on purpose. He came on. I looked up to see her dressed as she had left the house that morning. "get up and come and help me undress" Her speech was a little slurred. I quickly got out of bed and putting on my robe and kitten heel slippers followed her into her room. As I approached her I could smell a heady mixture of stale perfume, alcohol and man. I Unbuckled her belt, she turned around and I unzipped her dress. She stepped out of this and before she turned turned around I undid her bra. Now Mistress as she turned. I sat on double bed spreading my very gherdar lehenga in broadest circle around me. Lehenga and sexy blouse were of bright red shining reshmi jari fabric and odhni (chunri) was of self designed red transparent fabric. I adjusted my odhni for a ghoonghat. After some time my hubby entered in room and said to me “I want to talk you something very special and necessary for our future life. But I want to talk with you in lying pose keeping my head in your lap, may I”. So he lied on my well spreaded.