Slowly, she lowered herself down again over his tip, testing herself. She squeezed tightly and lifted off again, pausing to gather her nerves."Mmmmm,..." he moaned at her, "that ass is tight as fuck."She looked back with a smile and watched his face as she lowered herself again. His eyes were her locked on her butt as she began rising and lowering herself around his tip. Finally, she leaned forward and beamed at him."Fuck me," she commanded.With that, Charles squeezed her hips and guided her up. After the party got over, Ravath and Sneha were drunk, she was helping me go get to his room, they went in and locked the door, she looked and me and smiled in a sarcastic way, that was like, I am going to fuck your husband, because u are not any use, go fuck off, there is nothing as humiliating to any wife than that.I was hurt, but I thought calmly, and realised, in some way I was responsible for this, I gave myself 3 months, shifted to my mother’s place,I hired a trainer, got in shape, got to. We have lots to do today to make sure you're the kind ofsissy slut we want you to be. Take off your pants and t-shirt and changeyour shoes. And next time I tell you what to wear to my house that isALL I want you to wear. You can leave your jacket at home." She waitedimpatiently as I removed the t-shirt, pants, and put the shoes on."First we are going to complete your look for today. Follow me." "Yes Mistress," as we walked back toward her master bedroom. Aptlynamed. Once in the bedroom,. Ladies in Bengali culture would sometimes do that. Anyhow, as I sniffed it, I felt this aroma hitting my nose. I licked the panty, and rubbed it on my dick. I came out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened, and saw mami at the living room watching TV. I asked mami (even though I was so scared) whose panties those were, and she was embaressed.She said those belonged to her and she was sorry that she should’ve removed them prior to me going to the bathroom. I was bold and I said no it was ok.