.. assuming they stay on, and then it is even more fun!Tiff was giggling and leaning against me. She couldn’t even sit up straight, but she seemed l...ke she wanted to keep partying. It was her birthday, and she was determined to make it memorable.The limo pulled up to the parking lot closest to the beach where Dean and I convinced the ladies to remove their shoes and leave them. Dean and I did the same, of course. No way I was wearing a pair of loafers down the beach and Tiff’s high heels were. "Lord, I will now apply the Nuru gel and begin the massage." I hear behind me. But I don't immediately get the gel on my skin, she uses her long hair and strokes my body with it. Now, without interrupting the contact between body and hair, she sits on my thighs and strokes the hair from my back to my bottom. O man, how good is that? A feeling between tickle and a little touch of eroticism meet each other. Dear reader you should ever have the opportunity to experience that, do it and don't ask!. She would constantly tell Yukta to wear loose clothes so that her husband wouldn’t lech at that fit body.The following day Yukta’s food tasted a lot better, and I gave her a tip. Then remembering something, I asked her:Vikas: Didn’t you ask for leave? memsaab (my gf) said you won’t be coming anymore.Yukta: Ya, but my ‘Gauna’ got postponed for 6 months.Vikas: I hope everything is ok.Yukta: Ya, no problem, my husband is not working, that’s why.In some villages, when husband and wife start living. You growl a little.I kiss your cheeks and move to your ear. I thrust my tongue in and out of your ear while my hand finds your hard dick. I stroke you in rhythm with my tongue in your ear. You pull against the handcuffs and try to turn your head to kiss me. I pull my face away."Enough, Kimmi! Free me so I can touch you properly," you demand."No," I simply say.You pull against the restraints again. I get on my knees in front of you and kiss your chest, then slowly follow your nature trail down.