I wanted to find out.His hand slowly held my sari’s pallu and started slowly pulling it aside. My heart started hammering. He then slowly removed my... pallu from my body. I was now in the same state like Riya now with my pallu on the floor and my navel fully exposed. I knew what he was about to do. Instead of licking my navel he left me exposed like that and climbed up. I was getting fully turned on now lying exposed like that. I wanted to be touched badly. I could hear more murmur and my heart. Of course I have had other men before I met my husband and master but for the last 10 years his cock has been the only one I have worshipped. How would it feel? ....It felt good. The stranger pulled my head down until his cock filled my mouth and throat. I could feel him take control as he moved my head back and forth and I could feel the final ties to my daily self snapping one by one and my cunt getting wet. "There is another guest" my master reminded me and I moved along to take the second. She looked gorgeous: her hair was tied back. She was wearing a tight black blouse, showing her cleavage, and a tight black skirt, showing her perky ass. She wore black stockings that went up under her skirt and black heels. I walked up to where she was standing, gathering her things and preparing to leave. “So Ms. Finch, how have you been? It’s been such a long time since we have been aloneI said isn’t it time for you to go Peter? It’s getting late” She replied, refusing to look me in the eye. And off to bed I went.I was lying on my bed looking at the ladies in the magazine wearing underwear and my erection was back. I began to jerk off when there was a gentle knock on the door, 'can I come in?' my aunt said. I shoved the mag under the covers and said 'sure'. She cam in an sat in the chair next to the bed, My aunt was divorced and 40ish, she was slightly plump with what i would now say were big soft 36d boobs. She appeared to be ready to go to bed wearing a red satin robe that clung.