I had never given up the idea of sharing her with a young lover and, after trying non-stop, she finally gave in to the idea. It all started one day a...fter I had chatted with a young man about my wife. He was in his early twenties and was bisexual. When I brought up the idea of him fucking my wife and how I had become attached to idea of being cucked he was more than willing to be a participant to it. I told him how I felt and the things I was feeling and he took note of all of it. He was a. .I slowly pulled her panty down and made her sit on the sofa and parted her legs apart.. I moved further and there was a clean shaved pink pussy just like a new girl it looked… She took a great care of her inner and outer beauty…. The smell of her pussy aroused me more and planted a small kiss on her pussy… As if a current passed through her body and she made a big sigh…. She said in a soft voice in hindi.. Hum tho appke hai aaj puri kardo humari sare tamanaye….Hearing this I started slowly. The taxi firm were delighted when we walked into their office in town and introduced ourselves to the owner a Mr Ahmed.We ordered two cabs to take us home, the girls in one and me and what seemed like a shop full of goods beside in the other one, the drivers were great, we were very good cash customers and both men helped us to unload when we finally arrived home.We spent a fun filled two hours or so opening and unwrapping our purchases, the floor was littered with bags and wrapping paper, half. “I don’t have a problem with you Ray, if I did you wouldn’t be here,” he pauses. I just nod my head. “You’re my daughter’s boyfriend because I let you be her boyfriend. But as long as she lives in this house she has to abide by my rules.” His eyes bore into me and his next words are lost as I struggle to hold his gaze. “…Keep you dick in your pants and your hands off my daughter. Do you understand?” “You didn’t have to tell me that Gavin” I reply, anger beginning to boil inside me. “It had to.