Other than your husband and Kistappa, I was the only person who knows about your relationship with Kistappa. He was more close to me than your husband... He used to tell how beautiful you are. I asked him a few times if I can get a chance. He said he will try telling you about me. Did he tell you about me Shobha?’‘Yes, he used to speak about your manliness. But he never told me about your desire.’‘It’s okay. If I were in his place I would have done the same thing. Then only I decided to fuck you. I arched my back as i came & held the back of her head as i rubbed my pussy up & down her face until she forced herself away from my grip. I apologised & explained to her what happened. Andrea was not happy what happened & a little inexperienced about it i wanted to show how her reaction would do similar actions. I traded places with her, but not before telling her she had me down for one purpose to learn & i was not satisfied yet & took her small hand & placed it on my pussy & told her one by. ” “Yeah, right; when we finally get a spunky-looking Mrs Ambassador over here, someone’s bound to go and say that.” “No, I have it on good authority. It could well be that she likes a young stallion now and again. My source says that young Martin from the French Embassy was noticably absent near the end of last month’s do, for about half an hour. And so was she.” “I didn’t notice, and I was there.” “You should be. His eyes were glancing all over Sandra’s body and fixated on her wet cunt. “Why don’t you lick Sandra’s pussy?” Keith asked Tom. “Taste her.” “Go ahead Tom,” Rachel added. “Eat her cunt. It’s ok.” Tom couldn’t resist the inviting pussy that lay ahead of him, so close that he could almost feel her juices. He didn’t want “almost”, he wanted to savor it. Looking over at his wife first and then her twin, Tom went to the bed and edged to Sandra’s smoothly shaved honey pot; his wet tongue.