She covered all my 8-inch dick and licked and sucked my dick balls too.Later she gave me a blowjob until I cum in her mouth. She drank all my cum. She...said that you are realizing more cum than my hubby. That’s the reason your wife loves you more. She asked me to lick her pussy and I got down from the kitchen platform.I adjusted her to sit on the edge with her legs widely. Her pussy was wet already. I put my index finger in her pussy and licking her boobs smoothly. She was moaning in Bengali.. There were several discreet dark buttons up the front that trailed off to a delicate vee-necked collar trimmed modestly in tiny dark blue ruffles. There was a small dark blue bow at the center. The short sleeves, slightly capped, also had the same tiny ruffles with the same tiniest of bows on the outer edge of each cuff. The hem of the dress was also trimmed in the same discreetly delicate lace work. What a beautiful dress she thought. This was no Walmart special off the rack. This dress had to. Her entire face looked like she had just lost an hour long street brawl. Deep, savage bite marks were all over her tits. Brutal, horrific, tortured bites. Blood seeped from another deep bite mark on her neck. Venomous red lines streaked across her body, the result of the heavy beating from the belt. Welting was inevitable. Some of the lashes had broken the skin. She was unable to protect her soft thighs from the belt and they too were criss crossed with searing pain. More dark marks peppered. Eventually he arrived my heart was thumping, my pussy was leaking like a tap. He came straight over to me and sat down beside me. I was wearing a mini skirt and a see through top with a bra underneath. He gently put his hand on my bear leg and slowly moved up to my slit. I was finding it difficult not to scream with pleasure. “I see you dressed for the occasion and your cunt is soaking wet”. “I don’t want to know your name or what you do for a living. I don’t want to know what you like or don’t.