While feeding the baby Chachi covered her breast with her sari. Only this was the action which I dint understand, why did she cover herself this time?...Maybe it was because she was aware that I was no younger or was she doing it because of the presence of her mother? Well whatever the reason maybe, I couldn’t ask her to remove the cover. Moreover I was more concerned about spending time talking with her just like before. That night we spoke about various things about the past and present before. By the time she finished her first routine they were getting undressed. As she finished her dancing she was taken into the lap of the highest-ranking man and soon she was getting fucked seven ways to Sunday. Her wanton need was so telegraphed to the men they just flocked all around her for hours. She still wore them out and as the last man dropped away she stood and looked around the room. ‘Any more takers?’ ‘Babe, you wore us all out for now.’ ‘Huh. I would have thought you guys were real. Maine kaha bua vo tome dhyan deta hi hu phir bhi itna fark nahi padta to bua ne kaha me kya karsakti hu to maine kaha ki mera ek dost he jo pehle bilkul meri jaisa dikhatatha lekin ab vo Kaafi healthy ho gaya he, pata he kaise kyoki vo apne paaski aunty ko harroz chodta he ye usine muje bataya tha ye sunkar bua gusse se lalho gayi aur muje apne ghar se nikal ne kaha lekin me kaha maanane vala tha menekaha please bua aap meri help kardo me zindagi bhar apki seva karoonga pleasebua aap jo bhi. Both Kurt and I agreed with Sven's assessment of the meal; it had seemed like the perfect thing to satisfy our hunger. As I thought about what the rest of the day was going to hold for me, a different kind of hunger started to take hold; my seemingly insatiable hunger for thick hard cock and silky-smooth cum."Can I bring you guys anything else?" Robert asked as he cleared away our plates."No, I think we're good. Just the bill," Sven replied. As the young waiter cleared the last of our dirty.