Bhabhi stood there with her back to me wearing nothing but a gold chain around her neck . I took a deep breath and ran my hungry hands over her soft f...irm arse cheeks. I slid my right hand down between her arse cheeks, finding her wet slit and slid a finger up between the folds of her pussy. She moaned so loud, my heart skipped a beat. “Fuck me”, she whispered insistently. Some how in all the excitement she had released my cock from my jeans. It hung hard and ready and soaking wet, outside my. I reach my arm around her and wash around her small breast and her stomach. She leans her back against my chest and my raging hard-on presses lightly against her butt cheeks. I hope she doesnt feel that I say to myself. I push away from her and run the washcloth over her butt cheeks. She informs me I need to wash in her crack to make sure she is sanitary back there, so I try to get the washcloth to cooperate, but it just wont. I have to soap my hand and I run just my middle finger through her. Then he undid my belt and unbuttoned my tight jeans, sliding them down and revealing my pre cum soaked boxers which he pulled down also. I stepped out of then and stood there naked, my cock standing fully erect and dribbling its sweet liquid. ‘Well you are ready Dice’ laughed Nancy. It was my turn to undress Nut. He had already removed his jacket when we came in so I pulled up his t-shirt revealing his toned stomach and hairy torso. I could smell his aftershave, this was weird but I wanted to. He threw his coat into the closet, not bothering to use a coat hanger. I followed, watching silently, as he made his way room to room, going through his evening ritual of washing up, changing outfits and grabbing a coffee."Get over here, slut, I need a massage -- my dogs are killing me." Obediently I went to him, knelt and removed his socks. My nose wrinkled in distaste at the smell which only brought on an evil grin from him."What's the matter, slut? Don't like the smell of the man who owns.