I cant believe you!” Hissed Fran. She removed the blind fold and he blinked dazedly “Hi” he croaked. “ Oh God Mr Saunderson. Our deepest apolo...ies! There was a simple mix up, you were mistaken for another client” “ Is ok...” He muttered drunkedly. All of this was said as she hurriedly scooped up his clothes to thrust them in his stupified arms and hustle him toward the guest bathroom. The women began to dress him as he couldn't see to get his lust-pleasured brain to fully function. They got. He: aapki khubsurti…aur aapka ye badan…(he just whispered)Me: oh…(saying this I adjusted my pallu in such a way that..it was revealing more than hiding).He: aapke ye…(he pointed..to my blouse with eyes)..Me: Dhat…(mujhe sharm aa jati he..aur turn karke window se bahar dekhti hu). He becomes again silent for few minutes. But, I was getting a bit excited with his remarks, but as a woman I could not do anything more. A was feeling a bit dozy, so I closed eyes and tried to spread legs a bit, but. I was beginning to struggle for breath, when she settled over my mouth. “Put your tongue in; I want to feel you lapping and fucking me with it,” she said with a sultry voice. I obliged her for what seemed like at least thirty minutes, and I hoped that she was deriving much pleasure from it. Then she sat on my chest, and nearly pushed the breath from my lungs. She slipped her hands under my head and held me against her pussy. “Lick me now; slowly, very slowly,” she whispered lustfully. It. ’ I go in. I’m so nervous I can’t actually go. I turn on the faucet and it helps me finally go. I pull up my pants, wash hands and go back out. He is laying on the bed wearing only his boxer briefs. He starts to laugh. That dog! He’s playing with me. I sit at the desk again. He comes over, again. ‘I can smell how aroused you are.’ He’s right. I’m still drenched. My panties soaked. ‘Stop it.’ I feebly protest. ‘I want you to read something.’ He shows me his journal. We move to the bed, lay.