My friend was in no mood to leave her vagina. He was massaging her thighs and putting his tongue inside her hole and licking the lips of her vagina an... clitoris. Her moans were so loud, maybe audible from the next room. So I turned on some music.Pallavi wanted to remove the blindfold but I insisted to keep it. I was licking all her body till lower abdomen and my friend was in charge of the remaining parts.I signaled him to take off his clothes. We both took our clothes off. I took my wife in my. . I was going to leave two alone, give you some privacy.” I answered.“You don’t care for him much do you?” she asked.“No not really, but I am biased, so you can’t worry about what I think.” I told her.I turned and went back to the sofa sitting down, I was too wound up mentally to try and sleep. Ashley sat down on the other end of the sofa, she quickly kicked her shoes off.“Why are you biased?” she asked, a strange look on her face.“Because of how I feel about you.” I answered.I’m not sure what. I gasped as I splashed the inside of my underwear and all over her hand. "Umm! Ahh!" she exulted, tremors going all through her body as she came in response to my pleasure. "Mmm! Uhh! Oh!" She collapsed a little into me as she lost some of her strength, pulling back as she recovered.Giving me a peck on the cheek, she hurried out of the closet. I spent the next few minutes in the washroom cleaning up the mess in my shorts before it looked like I had an "accident".The next day she again enticed. He had even allowed her to grow back enough hair on her head to display the awesome beauty of her natural blond shade. She thought it strange that the man wanted a nice bush on her female parts but was adamantly opposed to even a single strand of hair around the puckered hole buried in her sweetly scented crack.Since her capture, she had been amply initiated to the sexual culture of the enemy and she had adapted to the unusual practices with an overwhelming desire to survive. One of the other.