I couldn’t go to pick them because I can’t leave my shop. So they took a taxi and headed home while I made fish curry and rice for them. Then I ar...anged the second bedroom for them with a new mattress on the four-poster bed.As they entered, I stood mesmerized by my daughter-in-law Anika’s beauty. She had maintained a perfect figure. I couldn’t get my eyes off her exposed waist in the cream color saree she was wearing.My son’s wife was quite pale compared to our wheatish color (my son and. He slops that big tongue over her flesh – dragging it over and between her lips, over her clit, making her arch her back, smile and gasp in response. “Oooohhhhhh, that’s ... Mmmnnnnnn.” She moans, tossing her head back and pushing those fake tits up into the air – looking over to us, those big lips pushed out duck-faced – making sure we’re looking at her... She’s posing like a twisted fifties pin-up ... A fifties pin-up with a dog standing infront of her – licking her snatch ... She doesn’t. My parents found a match for me in the shape of a businessman. Very loving person, my husband Shahid is running his business very well and we can consider ourselves in the Elite class of Pakistan. I was a complete housewife in the early months of my marriage but Shahid insisted me to run a business. So finally I made my decision and started a business of ladies garments. Shahid helped me to open a couple of boutiques in the main city and I started my business. As you all know, business. Knowing what she wanted to do, I started taking my shirt off and she took my hoodie off. We kept kissing and I slowly took her pink pajamas off as she took mine off too. She was wearing nothing underneath so I started to rub her clit and play with it. Her breathing got a little bit heavier and she started gently stroking my cock. We masturbated each other for a little while until I took her white tanktop off, revealing a beautiful pair of firm breasts. Perfectly shaped. They weren’t huge, but.