Sarika called me everyday and we talked for long time.Even Rakesh joined our conversation at times. He sexual feels were buried for so many years, now...suddenly she opened up. She told me she never felt happier. Sarika asked me what to wear for our special night. I asked her to wear sari, red coloured. I arrived at their place at 8 o’clock on Friday evening. They were both eagerly waiting for me. Sarika greeted me at the door with a big welcome kiss and a hug.Their house was in middle class area. Alfred was very impressed by the completeness of the equipment, and then we started trying out all the different stuff. Which of course meant, that he'd be in different stages of undress for an hour. But I couldn't help notice, that as Helen went in and out of the room, Alfred stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes following my wife."Yes, she is pretty, isn't she?" I said."Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stare," he mumbled."That's all right, boy. You can look all you want. You think she's pretty,. ’ ‘Thanks, Phyllis. Oh, if a Malcolm Hayes asks for me, please bring him around would you? No need to call me first.’ ‘I’ll take care of it.’ Nona offered, ‘Thank you, Phyllis,’ ‘You’re quite welcome.’ ‘Make yourself comfortable Nona, can I order something from the bar for you?’ ‘A black Russian, if you wouldn’t mind.’ ‘Not at all,’ Cal called the bar and in less than five minutes, their drinks were delivered. He handed the Black Russian to her and then raised his glass to her saying,. Repositioning until I sitting between your legs I bring one foot down over your raging cock and one up over your chest just out of reach of your lips. I begin to massage you slow and hard as you grab hold of my other foot rubbing your hands up and down the sole as I feel you start to ooze out tiny dribbles underneath my toes. Noticing this I stop and force it up to your face telling you to lick them clean. As you lick your cum from between my toes I continue to tug and pull on your hard dick.