Realising that she went on; that he third week, the weather had improved a lot, he did his round just as the week before, returning to her house last,...she observing him from behind the upstairs curtains, as he tidied himself and combed his hair before ringing the bell. This time she was ready for him, the only outsider she had spoken too all day. The bell went and she opened the door to him, this time dressed in a skirt and blouse, one of her favourite`s that especially showed her dark bra. I looked at swetha and she gave gritty smile.i relaised it was plan made by mom and swetha together and I said ok.That night I fucked swetha 3 times ,almost full night and was trying to get the full plan but she said please darling let us see how it unfolds,may be MIL has got plan.After 10 days it was holi eve and all 3 of us visited our uncle’s place.we were greeted very warmly.i could sense a different and naughty atmosphere as Geeta bhabhi(vishal’s wife ) welcomed us.we settled down in our. There is much work for you to be done.”I looked down at my thick patch of golden pubic hair. Was she not pleased with me? I was afraid she would send me back.Suddenly a short fat man with thinning hair stood next to us. He looked up at my domina and said, “How can I serve you?”“Take her to the table, and make that go away,” she said while making a circular motion with a finger aimed at my cunt.“Yes, domina. Come, girl.” He took me by the arm and walked over to a stone table.“Lie down and spread. This is how it all started.I'm an exhibitionist and I found out about myself as a coincidence.Several years ago my husband (Ben) and I lived on the 20th floor in a high rise apartment. One day when I got home from work, I was looking at the stormy sky from my bedroom window when I noticed movement from a window across the street in another high rise. I realized I was being watched. I immediately closed the drapes and sat on my bed thinking why someone was watching me. I called my husband to.