I loved how the dress looks on her. All of her shoulders were exposed. The elastic on the top part of the dress was low enough so you can see some cle...vage. Very little resistance top so my wife’s breast explored by Len. The bottom was short and airy making it easy for Len’s black hands to roam on my wife’s white legs. It would be easy for Len to hike up her dress if needed. All we needed now was for Len to be there.Right before we left I noticed my wife had no bra on. I asked her if the bra. I felt elated, free.After walking for about ten minutes I realized I had to empty the bladder. I looked and saw one steep bank providing a cover with trees next to a glistening pond.As I was about to zip after relieving myself, I heard someone singing.I froze. I looked to my right and saw one lady washing clothes.She was bending on a waist high stone and was washing. She was almost naked,in the sense,though, she technically was wearing a white saree, Mandakini would have died of shame had she. He was moaning hard, “sapna, oh yessss you are a good sucker, suck it more….” and playing with my curly hair. I was pumping his dick in and out of my mouth. His cock was touching my throat and he started pushing my mouth towards his dick to take it full inside my mouth and I was taking full 7 inch inside my mouth. “Sapna, yesssss, oh yesssss, I am cumming…..yesssssssss” And he cummed inside my mouth. I drank all his sperm and stood and we kissed and he was sucking my tongue with his own sperm. I can talk to you for them, because I have no fear of what hell you may visit upon me, as you well know. That is not a challenge, it is a statement. And an invitation, if you wish it to be, Sir."I gave her a small smile that she knew to mean that the invitation had been accepted."I'm listening." I will start with pretty little Adrian here, Sir. She feels that since her father died you have treated her as if she might be breakable. This has been magnified by the way you have treated her since.