She was shy but after asking a lot, she lifted off her clothes and threw them in the corner.She was all naked, and from a shy Indian girl, I was now a...le to see a Horny Indian women in her 30s, yearning to be fucked so hard. Her pussy was smooth as Silk and well shaved. I wished, if I could just grab it like a pie. After a while, I saw Rajeev walking into the room. By that time, me and her was so comfortable with each other.I said “Garima, can you remove his tshirt and kiss him in front of me?. Janet sipped her gin and tonic and sank back into the comfortable wicker chaise, relaxing into its soft pillows was the best thing she'd done for herself all day, she thought sleepily to herself. She felt the sun sinking into her body and she felt invigorated. She started to drift off and suddenly she found herself thinking about the previous evening in bed with Bob. It was the first time in months that he hadn't tried to fuck her, she couldn't understand it, it was so unlike him. He just. "Listen to what the bride wants, not what her family wants"Was the most common phrase you've heard from your mother, which was honestly a good piece of advice if it didn't come with a nagging voice.You smile as you see your shop, a two storey building surrounded by glass panels on each side that reached the sky, each perfectly displaying wedding dresses with varying styles and taste.You can't help but smirk as you push the front door, shivering slightly as the cold air conditioned breeze. With the last of the dishes in the dishwasher, Stacy turned to say something to him. But he was nowhere to be seen. ‘Jer?’ But there was no response. The room darkened as she blew out the candles on the dining table. But it revealed a soft glow in the hallway. She slowly made her way down to where the light was coming from, ‘Jerry?’ She stepped into the doorway of the bedroom to see a number of candles lit surrounding the bed. The sheets had been pulled down and a bouquet of red roses sat in a.