”Hari, “I will not do anything without your permission.”Hari started stroking Asha’s pussy slowly, and her hands were massaging Asha’s boobs... After 5 minutes of slow stroking, Hari asked Asha, “Are you feeling good, Asha?”Asha, “Yes, keep massaging.”Hari, “Should I speed up a little to give you a deep massage?”Asha, “Yes. Do it.”Hari paced up his strokes. Asha has now started moaning with pleasure. Asha’s love juices started coming out of her pussy. Hari knew that my wife was now desperate for. The time had come for me to break free to pursue this sexy new love! Darius and I made plans to go out on a proper date very soon, but we needed to be discreet since I was still married. He invited me to come to his place for dinner Saturday night, where we could spend an intimate evening together. I agreed, beginning to feel the excitement of a new relationship. We kissed again as he led me back to the massage room where my clothes were. He refused to give me my thong back, wanting to keep it. . I just have to give himthat respect...Slowly... from side to side up and down licking my earsand whispering how sweet my boy cunt was.However, not to give him too much respect I grinded my wide Africanhips to his every thrust.We kissed in unison to the slow lovemaking and then I felt a strongforce like a hammer hit me. I was Cumming. I cried and screamed andmoaned and called out his name.I wish I could have his baby's...sadly...I held on tight to him, still gently rocking and grinding my hips. “Need a drink.” “Yeah!” She replied, sounding bored. “Frew there.” She nodded her head towards yet another door, covered by a draped curtain. “That’ll be five pounds mate.” She continued to chew noisily and held her hand out for the money. “You ‘aft a be a member innit? We do tempry memberships for special guests innit? Five pounds.” “Um… Oh, ‘course.” He fumbled out a five pound note and handed it to her noticing that she had a Basque on that was at least one size too big for her. She looked.