She looked up at me with horror, her body wastrembling making her breasts quiver deliciously and nodded dumbly. I justlooked at her. "My husband used ...o feel my tits through my dress," she whispered, "buthe never felt my cunt and I never saw or felt his prick until our weddingnight". "Did he have a big prick?" I asked, "how would you know anyway? Howmany pricks have you felt?" "Just his," she whispered. "All right then," I said, "feel mine and tell me if it is bigger" "I couldn't!" she gasped. She was waiting for us. I picked up the goody bag and motioned that I wanted the heavy wool blanket as well.Brit was snoring on the couch. We spread out the blanket on the floor, lifted her onto it, then gently began rolling her into it. We wanted her mother calm and the princess to stay asleep. I opened the bag and began laying out the leather straps next to the roll. One last turn and she was on the straps. One started at her feet, the other by her head. When we were done, the roll was. " Don't try to concentrate. Just let your memories come."We reached my room. I lay down on the mat and closed my eyes.Bob and the other two left silently.I could see it in my mind! Kim and I getting married. I stood proudly as Kim walked down the aisle in her wedding dress. She looked stunningly beautiful. What an awesome day! Oh and now I could see that we lived in the very same apartment I lived in now. Oh and I wasn't just a worker in my job but I was a mid-level manager. I was making decent. “I never felt so good touching my pussy before,” she said as her hands wandered around the hairless pussy. “That’s because we removed the hairs that were covering your sensitive spots,” replied Sathyan as he watched her engage in self-pleasure.Radhika thought, “I can’t believe how wet my pussy had become just with a few touches. Or it must be the flirty conversation and Sathyan that’s driving my cunt crazy. Should I control myself or enjoy this situation as my husband is not around?”Unaware of.