That night when I and my husband were making out, it was all Pratik in my mind, and I was actually following his guidelines how he will like to fuck m... up.I started with tieing my husband on the chair, wore famous Indian dancers dress of choli and petticoat revealing my navel totally, and an amazing view of my cleavage. And started dancing in front of my husband and started teasing him by stripping my clothes and throwing them in his face and he was unable to move as he was tied up.I then moved. "Do you know how?" If you'll get into the back seat, I can do my best. Only you can know for sure."Within seconds, I had my mouth on her pussy. Several seconds later she went into a spasm. She tasted so good I didn't want to stop. She finally had her fill of the oral master. I slipped on a condom while she was coming down.Before she could think about what happened next, I thrust fully inside her slowly. She gasped when I hit bottom and stopped."Why did you stop? Why?" Are you happy, Bettina?. I came to the stop in time but the driver has arrived there early. He opened the back door for me I went inside and sat on the car. Since I dint pin my saree, the left side of the saree has exposed my breast over my blouse.I didn’t notice that but the car driver notice it. While he was driving toward Mr.Sharma guest house he was keep on looking at my breast through the mirror. After some time I notice it and adjusted my saree. I reached Mr.Sharma guest house in 1 hr time. I enter into the house. "By then Melissa was confused. She went back to Olivia. "Jerry said..." Ask me?" Olivia finished."Yes."Olivia fished 5 crisp twenties out of her lap drawer and fanned them. "When we're done here, you can put them back." What's going on?" A test. One you passed, with flying colors," Olivia told her. "You're better. Much, MUCH better than you were a month ago. What happened?" I woke up." Melissa replied."Anything else?" Well, that started it, but... I'm dating." What is he -- some kind of.