I came near her n planted a kiss on her lips n started 2 unbutton her shirt. She behaved like a statue. I removed her shirt n went back 2 open up her ...ra. It was too tight that i was unable 2 open it she helped me n the bra opened. I removed it. Now 4 the first time i have seen her topless. I kiss her boobs 1 by 1 n put my fingers in her pajama’s waist band. Kissing her navel ring then panties n then the crotch area i lowered her pajama. She step out of the pajama n now it was her panties it. Food or no food? Sit down meal or take-away. It was now just after 11 pm and the Indian Restaurant would still be open – happy to serve as long as a customer was paying, as a rule. I asked: ‘How hungry are you?’ ‘Enough to know I want to eat, and honest enough to say that if we go straight back to the flat with a take-away, the food may end up getting cold!’ ‘Fair enough’ I replied, and we agreed to sit down in the restaurant for a small, manageable meal, with one more drink each. We’d be in. That’s when I noticed the two cameras, and the four other men, seven altogether. That fucking bastard! I could not believe it! Not only was this fucker going to **** my wife, he was going to film it! And I could do nothing but watch. How could I have been so stupid?These guys were pretty big, all 5’10” or taller. And being in a chair a cock height. Let’s just say that they all looked pretty well hung. Siddiqe’s voice brought me back from my daze.“Time to play dear.” He said. “Get on your. . ne vous ai pas vol?. Monsieur. - Ne mentez pas. Je sais tout. - Non... mais.. je... non... dit-elle en s'effondrant sur la chaise.Je la regarde durement. - Je... dit-elle en se mettant ? pleurer. - Pas la peine de pleurer pour m'attendrir, dis-je s?chement. C'est trop tard. - Je vous en supplie... Il disait que vous ne saurez rien... - Pourtant je sais.Je d?croche le t?l?phone. - Que... ? Que... Qui vous appelez ? - La police.Candy se l?ve brusquement. - Non !! l?che t-elle en se rasseyant.