Bewildered, I asked him what. He wanted a beautiful shinny, silky red dress that buttoned from the top to the bottom in the front. He said he did no...t mind the style, that anything would look lovely on me, but he knew too, I'd want it well covering and not see through at all. And then he paused. With a deep breath he told me, it would please him well, if I would wear only the red dress on our wedding day, nothing underneath. I gasped and asked “No underwear? No bra? No panties?” He smiled. Ab ghar main sirf main our amar hi the , ek din maine amar se kaha ki chalo shopping karne chale shopping mall main maine amar se kaha ki mujhe bra our panty lene hai chalo dekh lete hai hum undergarments ki stall par gaye waha maine amar ke saamne kuch sexy bra our panty liye our kuch saman le kar aageye dinner ki time maine sexy nighty pahan rakhi thi mere boobs kuch dikh rehe the ab amar mere badan ko dekhta tha mujhe laga ki ab mouka aa gaya hai ki final try kar li jaye. Next day jab main. But I could see I intrigued you. And that intrigued me. And then you told me you wanted to fuck me. Not just fuck me, but love me. In all the senses. Getting to know me. Wanting to know me. Nothing hidden. Complete honesty. Trust. Finally. And I knew, absolutely, that loving you would be extraordinary. That you’d be with me as if nothing else existed but us. And you’d do everything you could to make sure I had the best time any girl could have. Even delivering me to your wives before we spent. I noticed that her cunt lips were more visible than before; she’d evidently trimmed her crotch hair recently.With her was a completely naked woman, whom I recognized from the pictures the Masturbatorium sent me. She looked to be in her late thirties, with wide hips and breasts that had the tiniest bit of sag to them, so that her nipples pointed slightly downward. She had curly blonde hair, a little past shoulder length, and an equally blonde muff, neatly trimmed to allow me to see the length of.