But in the evening, my bhabhi came to my room with tea and started talking. I was being flirty and praising her.It was all in Hindi but I am writing s...me conversation in English.Bhabhi- now you got everything you wanted. When you are getting married?Me- Whenever I find a girl like you.Bhabhi- You have got girls better than me in IIT.Me- no, bhabhi. It’s very hard in IIT.Bhabhi- Don’t tell lies, you have lived in Mumbai four years.Me- There were, but no one was like you.Bhabhi-Oh, you like me so. Now here I was, sitting next to these guys still with my tits exposed and my dress pushed way up past my pussy and if anyone walked by they would have a great show, since it would have been obvious that I was jerking them off. I then turned to the last guy and he already had his cock out and it was huge, at least 10 inches long. When I saw this, my heart skipped a beat and I am sure there was a look of surprise on my face. He was still playing with my tits and I was still horny as hell. I. “I know plenty of important people who can screw you good slut.”“No you want,” said the black lady and slapped Jean hard across the face knocking her back on the couch. The lady then threw a punch to her stomach, which took the breath out of her.“You bitch,” Jean screamed and tried to reach up to grab her when the woman hit her jaw with another punch sending her flat on the couch and then turned around and fell on her ass in the mid section of her stomach. She couldn’t breathe for the pain as. When she looked up and saw my embarrassed smile and I murmured my apologies, she turned a little more toward me and she whispered up to me, “No need to apologize, I rather enjoyed it!” I was enjoying my view even more, I am certain! She had brown eyes, high cheek bones, very red lips and her sapphire blue dress that was adorned with rhinestones that trimmed the deep plunging drop that exposed her ample breasts!She turned back to the models and I started to try and shuffle back a little to.