He had removed all of his clothing and threw them in the corner. He stood naked in the hallway as he glanced down at his semi-erect dick. He couldn't ...ait for what he was about to do to his wife. He had done nothing during the past few days at work but read parts of 50 shades of Grey. Fred had read about the role play, bondage, and dominating. He easily related to the characters with his wife's limited sexual experiences. Fred imagined that she was Anastasia as he read the book and was almost. I nodded my head at her. "Get started."She slowly reached down, sticking one of her fingers into her potatoes. She licked that clean, then returned her finger, scooping some more to her mouth. She started using two fingers, eating more and more sloppily. There was a small amount of potato on the side of her lip, and her whole right hand was covered. Jessica was getting a couple stares from people in the restaurant.Jessica reached for her napkin, wanting to clean her face and her hands. I. "Tujhe chodna hai ya nahin? (You want to fuck or not?)" I asked.After a moments reflection he agreed. The prospect of fucking revived his hard on. Dear Readers Dipu again proved the axiom 'That a standing cock has no conscience'."Come on girls show your brother your lovely choots" I said. One by one they lay down in front of him and held their choot open for inspection. Dipu looked, handled and inserted his fingers in their choot under my guidance. During this time I continued to masturbate him. Briefly, I wondered if I had misunderstood her, wondered if she was perhaps expecting me to come over to her room. I think I'd spent maybe a total of two nights in her bedroom though, so I doubted I was waiting in the wrong place. I must have lain awake until some time after eleven, before deciding that she must have changed her mind about wanting to sleep with me. I thought back to our earlier conversation and knew I hadn't misunderstood about which room.I rolled over on my side and went right.