Tailor fucks my buxom wife – 3

He unwrapped the tape from her neck, but his hands continued to roam on her soft, bare back, “how deep back?”

“Backless.” She replied.

He rubbed his manly, rough hands down her bare back, on her waist, “bare all the way to here?” he asked stopping his hands where her skirt started.

A drop of colorless, sticky liquid detached itself from Nitu’s pussy slit and dropped to the carpet. She could feel it drip, but she was helpless, she couldn’t do anything.

Every touch from his masculine hands was making her hotter and hotter. At this point she didn’t even care if he saw it, she just wanted more and more. A LOT more!

Raj saw the drop of pussy juice between Nitu’s legs but didn’t react other than smiling to himself.

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Raj moved to stand in front of Nitu and put his hands on her flat tummy, caressing up and also around her slim waist “How tight do you want it on this part?” his hands move up to just under her tits.

“Very. Very tight.” Nitu’s throat was drying fast, her voice becoming husky with desire.

“Skin tight?” he asked, his face very close to hers, she could feel his hot breath on her chest and neck as his hands caressed her midriff, in the front and back.

“Yes, that’ll be fine.” She replied.

“And here?” He boldly put his hands on her soft tits, squeezing them a little in his big, strong hands, “Do you want it to squeeze like this?”

“Mmmmmm!” Nitu only moaned in response and several more drops of her pussy juice dripped on the carpet.

“…or lift them and squeeze them together?” Raj’s hands showed her what he meant, grabbing her firm, hardening tits and pushing them together.

“Aaannnhhh!” she moaned louder, lifting her head upwards with her eyes closed, “Yes, please!”

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“How tight squeeze?” Raj kept his hands on her gorgeous 36C tits, “this much? This much? Or this much?” He increased his pressure on her tits, his strong hands kneading her soft mounds in his fingers, pinching her hardening nipples in his finger and thumb.

“Ummmm….”, her mind was swimming, “Do that again!”

He massaged and then squeezed her gorgeous tits again, making the nipples even harder as his thumbs pinched them firmly. Nitu’s pussy dripped some more between her legs. A few drops of her pussy were trickling down here thigh. Her whole body felt like it was being cooked on a slow fire.

She somehow said, “Yessss!” to one of the squeeze settings as Raj was kneading her tits.

He then moved behind her, saying, “How short do you want it to be?” He caressed her firm ass, giving her several options for a short dress. She sighed and moaned at his touch, choosing a length for her minidress.

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“Are you sure?”, Raj asked, “that is one inch too short to cover your ass fully. Are you planning to wear panties under it?”

“No.” Right now she was planning to be a slut, in every manner.

“Then bend over and put your hands on your knees, let me check the exposure.” Hearing him talk like that made her heart jump, her pussy flowing freely now. She obeyed him instantly, putting her hands on her knees, looking behind her, her silky, soft hair falling down one side of her face.

“Yes, you are exposed from here!”, Nitu already knew that but his words made her all the more conscious of her dress and pose. Realizing how he was looking at her bare pussy filled with the juice of desire, made her already soaked pussy tingle, itching for some attention.

But Raj didn’t even touch her pussy. Instead he said, “Stand back up.”

She obeyed.

“Now go to that wall, bend over with your hands on that shelf.” Raj instructed, but didn’t explain why this time.

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Nevertheless, Nitu complied with his order instantly and without question. She walked to the wall with the low wooden shelf, stepping carefully in her 5″ high heels.

Grabbing the 1 foot wide wooden shelf with her well-manicured hands she bent over from the waist, bringing her upper body parallel with the floor.

Her legs were shoulder length apart and in that short, silky skirt, just the tip of her pussy slit could be seen glistening in the artificial light.