Her body, sans her arms, was sheathed in a skin-tight wrap of bright yellow, shiny latex. A kind of catsuit, I realized. Her feet were stuck in incred...bly high platform boots in the same color, and all the buttons and seams were done in dark red. It looked like some kind of crazy space uniform. Her bare arms were covered with tattoos, too fine to make out anything in the dizzying lights. But the most glaring thing about her were her nipples and pussy lips, plainly recognizable under the thin. As I was entering slowly my legs stuck on the glass of steel placed on the floor and it made sound and bhabhi wake up and made her self covered and asked me shall I need something I said no and came out of the room and I lost a nice chance. Bhabhi was reacting differently in the morning next day she was a little romantic. She was wearing a sky blue saree and a matching blouse with a low cut her bra straps were lined over her blouse. After our lunch we were sitting in her bed room and were. Then Sara was rummaged through the refrigerator until she found what she waslooking for, a lemon, and cut it in half. Then she had me sit in the sunand she squeezed lemon juice in my wet hair. She told me that it would giveme sexy blonde streaks in my light brown hair.She had me sit in one of the chairs from the patio set, with my feet up onthe railing and spread wide. Then she had me scoot forward until my buttwas on the edge of the chair. This allowed her to crouch in front of me. Finally, Glenn stops pumping. The stranger slowly caresses my butt with his hand. "Holy shit." I reach my left hand back and grab the stranger's soaked monster while looking over my left shoulder at his exhausted face. (Glenn)"That was fucking amazing." The movie continues playing on the screen and I see the other couple watching us from their seats. Sandy, the stranger, and I are all out of breath. The stranger runs his hands over my wife's large tits one last time, pulls his pants up, thanks.