While kissing, I was pressing her left boob and she was rubbing my dick from above the pant.We both started undressing each other. I removed her saree...then petticoat and at last blouse. She removed my shirt and pant and I was only in my underwear.Now we again started kissing while I was rubbing her pussy from above her panty and then I removed it. She started lightly moaning and closed her eyes.I whispered in her ears that I want to tear her red color bra, to which she immediately said in. Kind of like the Governator's wife Maria Shriver. She was the perfect wife for a top ad exec, attractive, but not overly so. Classy, sophisticated, well read, she was all of those things. But none of those are the reason I married her. I married her because I loved her like there was no tomorrow and I thought she felt the same about me.Of course the fact that she could suck a golf ball through a garden hose and loved doing it didn't hurt. In public or around people, Mary Beth gave the. I opened her nether lips and started tickling her labia and clitoris with my tongue tip. She was screaming” Kutte chaat meree choot, aur ghusa apnee jeebh meree bur mein” She was wriggling like a snake and tossing her body all over, to get released from my onslaught, but I was not going to let her go. Suddenly, I slapped her buttocks hard, very hard. She started shreiking “Bahenchod ne mujhe mara, ab maza chakhaoongee, saley ka lund chaba dungee takee yeh apnee biwi to bhee chod na sakey” I hit. In much the same way I played with Gary, I applied a shimmery,'wet' purple color to his lips. He marked his contract quickly, justwaiting for his command. I guess watching me have Gary do it, got himexcited. I winked at him as he handed me back his contract and told him,"good girl." 'Good girl,' is what I tell all my girls who please me, thoughtechnically I hadn't made him one of my girls yet, but he smiled. I grabbedhis belt, and tugged slightly, he became very nervous. But all I did wasdrop.