”“How should I…?”“On your back,” I tell her. “Legs spread.”She moves across to the table, still looking slightly weird in sandals and ...bra and nothing else. Cuck is standing over by the worktop, looking on as his wife climbs up and manoeuvres her body until she’s on her back. Her legs slowly part until she’s showing off her cunt to both of us.“Aren’t you a picture,” I say, moving across to lean over her. My fingers go straight for the prize, parting her petals, opening her up. As I do so, I. "Give me the keys!" she demanded.Obediently I handed he the keys and to my surprise she took off thepadlock. Then she produced one of her own and with a grin snapped itinto place."Didn't think I was going to trust you did you pervert! She sniggered."N-No Mistress...." I stammered realizing she truly had control, becauseI had in fact kept a key....just for emergencies of course."But what is my wife....needs..to," and queried meekly."Are you kidding, I'm pretty sure she is getting it from a man. "You think this would fool him," Mala said."Farah, cover your face with a dupatta (part of salwar kameez)," Maya advised, "That's right and for God's sake do not utter a single word." Why?" Mala asked."If she speaks then her voice will betray her age," Maya replied."What about my choot? It is hairless. Won't it give me away," Farah asked."Of course not, he loves hairless choots," Mala giggled."One minute," Maya said and left the room. She was back a minutes later with a safety razor."Farah, lie. She looks so beautiful when she wear saree. On that day she was wearing yellow color saree. She is of good complexion. She has a erotic eyes.I was so hesitated to interfere in her personals, but my mouth dint heed to my mind and asked her whether he is not satisfying her. She kept mum and I was looking at her. She noticed me that I have been looking at her from top to bottom and she understood my mind. She said he is so selfish and never think of her feelings at all. I asked her what her.