Bringing my hand back I rub my clit for a moment before sliding a single finger into my pussy as you watch. Dropping slowly to my knees my free hand f...nds the budge in your jeans. Dragging my nails across the fabric I stop rubbing myself and undo your jeans so I can free your hardening cock. Looking up I stroke your shaft with one hand while I tease the tip with my tongue. Moving to massage your balls I slide my mouth down to your base, moaning as your hand squeezes my breast. Gliding my mouth. Since the thong wasn’t going to do the trick I told them to tell Brian to get me a pair. 30 seconds later Brian arrived with a pair of French cut panties in green, I put them on and both boys sat on the bed smiling. Did you like that Mrs J? Well yes I never had it done before but it was great. Mrs J would you walk around the room so we can see the wet stains we’ve made? If that’s what you want I can do it for you. As I walked around the room I realized I was leaking from both holes an I do mean. The makeup took so little time now, it was almost like autopilot. Leavesme time to think of important things.Like what to wear tomorrow.It took Timmi a few minutes to adjust the pink straps across her chestcurving gently with the nameplate sitting just so. The red flowerclipped to her hair brought out the red of the pouty lips while the blueof her eyes beamed from the darkened lids.The knee high boots were next to go on. She buckled each of the metallicbuckles one at a time. She studied the. She’s in Delhi but is nothing compared to how beautiful you are.Ritika: Aww, how sweet. But why don’t you tell this to your bhaiya, he doesn’t find me that beautiful.Me: Whaaaaaaaaaaaattttt! How can that be!Ritika: It’s true, Ankit. I haven’t had the attention I should have had after marriage.(I didn’t know how the conversation came to this, but I thought maybe I should proceed.)Me: His bad luck, bhabhi. He doesn’t know what he is missing out on.Ritika: What do you mean?Me: Don’t act smart. I.