She laughed and we went to the kitchen to get some coffee. We were sitting at the table in our towels talking when my wife winked at me(i knew what ...he was getting at). I said Brian we really appreciate you helping us, it would of taken us forever to do it ourselves.He said no problem. And I said no we REALLY appreciate what you did , we owe you big time, He blushed and said glad he can help. We sat there talking about weather and so on. Then my wife got up to get the clothes out of the. Madhu followed Amisha in the bedroom.Madhu walked in and saw Amisha lying down on the bed. Amisha was rubbing her pussy, pressing her boobs, moaning. Amisha looked at Madhu and smirked.Amisha: You need to resist, Madhu. You cannot fall for this arousing, seducing.Madhu: But Amisha, sleeping with a woman is not cheating.Madhu pulled her pallu down. Amisha was watching Madhu stripping naked in front of her. Amisha pulled her saree off and thrown it away. Madhu started unhooking her blouse and. I reached with my arms as high as I could and then I slowly turned to face the voice. What I saw was a woman. A Nazi bitch. She was dressed in some form of shiny rubber outfit, like leather but glistening. I’d not seen that kind of material before. It was black and shaped tight to her curves. It made her look powerful and good to fuck at the same time. Fucking Nazi bitch. Her hair was cut tight and short and was dyed black. Her lips and her finger nails were painted jet black. Her chest was. I grab his hair with both hands after he’s run his lips and tongue up each of my thighs and press his mouth to the gusset of my wet panties. His breath just drives me wild. He teases my thong to one side with his tongue and laps up my juices, spreading them, mixing them with his saliva and getting me wetter and wetter.She tastes absolutely amazing! Her clit is swollen and throbbing as I lick it, suck it, and kiss it. She encourages me with her moaning and her hands in my hair. I push her chair.