You lean over to me and tell me you have a problem. What is that. You have a hard no and have for the past half hour. I tell you to come with me and ...we will take care of you. I take you to the women's restroom. We walk in and there is another woman there fixing her hair. I tell you that I will help you and lead you to the handicap stall. I tell you to pull your panties down to your knees and sit. You do as you are told and your clit is throbbing. I tell you that I will help you this time but. Next his fingers worked their way down in between my bum cheeks and to my pussy, stroking my bum hole and pussy to the point of orgasm. I started to hump his fingers but he gave me a little smack on my bum saying to lay still and exercise a little patience if I really wanted to enjoy this.Peter sat contemplating this vision of loveliness resting across his lap as his fingers felt the velvet flesh, such a sweet petite girl all of 5 foot 4 inches, brunette hair, small breasts with a tiny waist. Then he asked me rittu se kuch karwa de and I told him daam she is my wife and I got married to her and she is not aprostitute and then he told me prostitute tho nahi per chut tho hai na.I told him i have still not fucked her and you wanted to fuck her.He then said ok He would not touch her but if I would allow him in the room as he could watch me and rittu fucking and he would mastuburate with his hands.I told him that this is my honeymoon night and this is a lovernight between a husband and. "Do you like it when I'm bad and then tell you all about it?"For the next few minutes Brian let his wife tantalise and tease him while she played with his dick and masturbated him. She was lost, enveloped in her own enjoyment at being able to tell her husband all manner of saucy and explicit detail. To Brian it was as though he was merely an observer, witnessing this unusual sexual charade. His mind had switched off from trying to make sense of it all and understand his wife's unrepentant and.