The back door opened and Arti and I stepped out. Vlad led us into a building and to an elevator. A moment later we were out of the elevator and walked...down a long hallway. Vlad stopped at one door, put his hand on a black plate, and the door slid open. I saw Zyana standing there. “Phoebe!” she exclaimed, rushed up, and hugged me tight. Once she released me, we walked in as Zylen stepped into the room. His face screamed the worry he had been feeling during my disappearance. “Zylen!” I exclaimed,. Kris explained. “He hired Clarissa, my associate”. He watched her accept that statement with unfortunate ease. “But it was me he had sex with”. He added quietly. The reaction was immediate. Helen’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and Susan burst into laughter. “Oh my god honey!” Susan snorted as she fought to bring herself under control. “You’re not good at this are you?” She giggled again at Kris’ confused expression. “You’re here to tell the wife of the most openly anti-gay politician in. She rubbed her pussy across his face gently, then harder, before reaching out to stroke his cock, gently. As his breathing quickened and he inhaled her beautiful smells she went quicker, then slower, to control his excitement, to get him to another edge. Mila stood up at this point and said “you are doing very well, I don’t want you to cum just yet” she removed her thong and her dress and turned around, his eyes now looking up her body, whilst he submerged into her hot wet pussy. She rubbed. Thus, I had plenty of opportunity to carry out my fetish. In my apartment terrace, many people used to dry their clothes including 3 or 4 lungis, every day.So what I used to do was, I used to go up to the terrace and take one of those lungi and tie it on my bare body and walk around the terrace. I also used to masturbate wearing the lungi and cum all over it. Then, I used to wash it again and dry it back on the terrace. There was one particular house’s lungi which I liked a lot because of the.