We all knew it.Karen said, "Chris is an investment banker. Patsy is his stay-at-hometrophy wife. Or she's a stag party bimbo cumslut, isn't that right... Chris?Anyway, my darling Darlene, they have a wonderful relationship. What doyou think of that?" She smiled at me as she spoke.I turned to look at our last guest, Patsy.Holy fuck! A long hair curly asymmetrical bob. Earrings, studs, barbells,and big hoops in the ears: no clip-ons. Heavy eyeshadow. Tons of mascara.Thick eyeliner. Deep red blush. He said Ariana is such since I don’t have the openness to let his daughter have the sex life she likes. We, desi women, cannot be bold like them since I wore the gown back quickly.)Mom: Mi tyaala mhatla amhi jar randi banaycha tharavla na tar tikadhcya baykan peksha pan mothi randi banau shakto. Tar mala mhatle dakhav mala tu kiti modern hou shakte. Tujhya porashi jar lagna karaycha asel tar majhya barobar yaycha ani 7 divas majhi randi banun rahaycha. Jar satisfy jhala tar mi tyancha lagna. Carrying her over to the wall and pinning her up against it, my cock slid inside her. She was so warm and tight that I nearly came straight away. Slowly pushing in her deeper I could feel her body shaking. She ad wanted this for so long and now she was filled with pleasure. I slowly got harder and harder with her til eventually I pulled my cock out and let her get a breath of air. I lay her on bed and decided to go down on her and roll my tongue around her clit. Her nails were digging deep into. ‘He never mentioned anything to me!’. ‘That’s men for you’ Emma chimed in, ‘Never there when you need them!’ ‘Ahem!’ I made a mock coughing sound and raised my eyebrows at her, ‘You were saying. . .’ ‘Alright, not you’ she conceded ‘Anyway, are you ready to fuck me yet?’! Yvonne sat down on a swivel chair and crossed her legs, her skirt riding up her thighs. I fancied fucking her again but the thought of that 17 year old pussy across the room was too much of an opportunity to miss, so I raised.