“My, my what a predicament we have here, all tied up and can’t move. I think I am going to have fun now.” You walk over and standing over me you...squat, I smell your sex that pungent aroma that drives me wide. You lower it down brushing my nose and I reach out with my tongue hungering to taste and pleasure you. I manage to swab your lips and tickle your clit a little and then you rise. You reach out and run your fingers down my body pinching my nipples and slowly reach my stiffening cock.. I have been a blonde and a brunette, jet black, and a rather “frumpy” brown, but I have found that redheaded cross dressing whores, like me, are hotter looking. Most blondes are all for show and become as ditzy as real blondes. Most brunettes are either really hot or kinda chunky. The only other really hot hair color is black, but I look too Goth and I think auburn is sexier. I generally wear all black. I have varied my look over the years and included red, white, purple, silver, and even. Looking damn sexy in a red saree.On the way we started chatting & this time I was more comfortable. Soon we reached there & every one was very happy to see her. I also went to drop her. Soon we started meeting regularly sometimes at my place & sometimes at her place. Soon we became very good friends & 6 months had passed. All this while I hardly saw her husband. Once while chatting I casually asked about her husband but she didn’t reply. I understood that something is wrong. I left that topic. .. I’m not done yet.? He orders as he looks in her welling eyes peering up from the mask’s slits. Another dip into the bucket, her breasts released, the brush raised out in front of her, scrapping across both thrust out breasts, his free hand tugging back at her mask, the brush chaffing her soaked flesh back and forth, back and forth, squeaking, squeaking with each thrust, he finally steps back a step, reaches out the brush, orders. ?Here now? Get to work!?The brush dropped with a splash.