Nancy came up and asked if I was looking for the restroom? I said yes please. She said it's the second door on the right in the hall. I thanked her an... went down the hall, I was at the bathroom door when I noticed a light on in a bedroom. The door was closed so I tried to listen at it. I could tell someone was in there. I made my way outside and around to the window of that bedroom. When I looked in there was my wife face only a few feet from me. She had her hands on the dresser and was bent at. Rani was all the while having a good time laughing. Next, when bhabhi came to my court, I held her tightly from behind. This time deciding not to let her go. She started struggling in my grasp. My dick was hard and it was rubbing against her ass on the fabric of her petticoat and from behind, I was getting a better view of her breasts now jumping in and out of her black bra owing to her rigorous body movements. All of a sudden without any warning, she brought her hand behind and gave my dick a. OK, eight (slap), nine (slap), ten. That's enough," she said,flipping me over. She took our t-shirts and tied my wrists. Tight. Ihad no idea why I liked this so much, but I did. Then, she surprised meand took off her underwear. She tied it around my face, so I had tosmell her...I mean my...I mean her scent.We then had the most amazing sex that I had ever had. I came threetimes.When she rolled off me, she said, "Wow," and untied me. "That was..." Amazing," I cooed."Yes. Weird but. The rooms of flats are really small in London.The “best” thing was the shower which was a tub and then covered with a curtain. It was a chamber-like room without a door. At least the WC was separated and ok.My strategy was to use the shower when my step-son would not be at home to avoid embarrassing situations.We couldn't renovate the flat much because of the currency exchange. The Pakistani currency has a much lower value then GBP and my husband would send us money and we need to be.