“Sunita is just finishing getting changed,” he told me. “She is dressing in more traditional dress for you tonight.”I smiled.Sanjay showed me ...nto the lounge and we sat together for a few minutes talking about the fourth test that was starting on the following Thursday. It seemed a little bizarre that he and I should be talking about our cricket team selections when his wife was upstairs getting ready for a night of sex with me. Sunita eventually appeared and I was almost bowled over with her. Wo mere noobs daba rha tha or smooch kr rha tha meri chut ghili ho gai thi or mera hath uske lund or chala gya. Or usne mera top or bra utar di or mere boobs chsne laga me uska lund or jor se ragadne lagi usne meri shorts utar die or panty bhi me jungle ke bicho bich ek ldke ke sath nangi khadi thi.Wo ghutno pr baitha or meri chut chatne laga me siskaria lene lagi mujhe bht maja a rha tha usne do ungli meri chut me daki or fingering krne laga me pagla gai itne me wo utha or apni pant utari or. The room was fairly tidy except for what looked like a rubbish sack dumped in the far corner; it smelt a bit too!"Like a hookers boudoir" Ade thought in his drunken haze, but that was O.K., better than the smell at his place!Ade staggered into the kitchen where she stood avidly cooking, positioning himself behind her, he slid his hands round her waist and then moved them to her breasts, tiny pads of flesh tipped with generous nipples."Like feeling up a schoolgirl he thought," smiling to. Linda opened the door and led me into a darkened room. When she shut the door and turned on the light, I said, "Whooa!"The walls were painted blood red and a sex swings was hanging from the ceiling. There was two saw-horse shaped benches with black leather padding covering the almost twelve inch wide benches. That was the first time I'd ever seen those type of benches. On one wall was a shelf displaying a dozen or so dildos, the smallest about 9" and the largest was probable 14". And they were.