I finished my duty and saw her husband was still at home and at around 8 am he left. I was so excited that I wanted to see her in those inner wears.After some time I went to her house, she offered me tea and breakfast. I asked her, aunty did you show your husband what we purchased yesterday? No, she said. As I was sipping the tea, I asked her, aunty are the dresses fitting you properly, please wear and show me, aunty. She was shocked, but she smiled and came wearing one of the salwars, she was looking beautiful and I appreciated her beauty.She was very happy and she changed to the second salwar, this had a long cut for the kameez and she was wearing salwar. Then I told her to show the rest of the things she purchased. She hesitated in the beginning and she came out wearing a cream color nighty, which transparent and I couldn’t see her bra and panty clearly.My cock was hard and she was looking down, I got from my place and approached her. I lifted her face, she looked into my eyes,. The first man put a huge hand around Gemma’s throat and leaned in to kiss her. She moaned deeply in delight as his lips roughly met hers, and she opened her mouth to let his tongue plunder her. He shoved her back, and she breathed hard, already overwhelmed. She reached out and put a hand flat on his chest. “Steve,” Gemma breathed heavily. “Before we start baby,” she pointed over his shoulder to the other man he had brought along, “he. He knows the game?” Steve smiled. “Yes baby. He’s a BDSM man. He knows the drill.” “Codeword Red?” Gemma questioned. “Yes baby. Codeword Red, as always. Like I said, he’s a BDSM man. He knows the stop word, and he knows the game. I filled him in on it all.” “And his name?” Gemma whispered. “Richard,” Steve smiled, “though we call him Dick.” Steve reached his fingers into the low neck of Gemma’s tight cotton vest top. “Now,” he snarled as he ripped Gemma’s top open in one swift violent show of strength, “enough questions.” Another tear and her.
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