"I just know you like this skirt, and it looks so prettywith a pink satin bow to show it off!" She giggled.She had tied another nylon around my neck t...o hold the skirt down andwas now tying the top tight with the pink satin sash. I could feel itgo tight and heard her tie it in a tight bow. Once she was finishedfussing with it she stood back. "There," she giggled. "Now you knowwhat a lady wears under her skirt, understand Timmy?" She said. Bothladies giggled as I nodded my now bulbous, skirted. Ebe dekhila bada helani sighra purei diaBunu: taa seitaku purei dei bhaujaku ta gehibare laagigala Bhauja khali saabas badhia heuchhi aau jor jor dhakka mara kahuthanti. Bhauja eta kana pura vitaraku pasijaichhi tuma peta ta KaatuthibaBhauja: Budhu,kitchhi jaani naai are, sethire pudii ta mulu mulu hoi swargaku pahanchila pari laage tume jetiki jor jor dhakka mariba mote setiki khusi laaguthiba aau gehi gehi mo pudii ku fatei dia Khub aagaru sabu karibar thila Mu tike kebala bhabi bhabi kichhi. The woman on my face let go of my cunt rings and stood up, I looked backwards at her and saw her rubbing her clit so fast, her fingers were a blur. The hand in my cunt was building up a rhythm, a couple of deep thrusts and then almost being pulled out, again and again. She knew what she was doing and I could feel myself ready to cum.I looked at the woman stood over me and she just smiled. Then I felt it, she let her juice spray over my face, rubbing her clit faster than I thought possible, more. I think a lot of it was just knowing I had a loving husband that wanted to have sex with me. But still as time went by, I got less and less mad, and got more and more sad honestly. I started to shed a tear. “Are you OK angel?” Jack asked. “Yes, I'm a little sad now. And really happy I have you,” I replied. Then we switched positions to cowgirl. He knew I liked cowgirl, being on top was always a turn on for me. “No fair, you know I love cowgirl,” I said. Then put his hands onto my boobs and.