I told her. "I'm ready Rita. I'm going to spurt my stuff all over your tits. Here it comes baby! Ahhhhhhh! Grrrrrr!" My juice sprang from my pecker li...e a cannon shooting off. Four heavy spurts of cum fell back onto my stomach, then several little ones dripping onto my hand. I heard her groan with one final orgasm of her own. We didn't have anything more to say after that so we said our goodbyes so I could get back to studying.Lynn called Saturday afternoon asking me how my studying was going.. She was now doing strange things “han meri jan, mere bachay, mera doodh pi lo, is jawan jism ko sukoon de do, ise kisi ne nahee chua hai, mein sirf tumahray liye bani hoon, apne bhai ke liye.” Her words acted like gasoline and I decided to give it a final blow, I became so mad that I forgot that we were there for more than 20 minutes and that she was my sis. I just kissed her once, opened her legs and asked her to hold them. She smiled and looked at me with reddish eyes and said “bhaiyya, aaj. We had rent a two bedroom flat, one bedroom for me, one bedroom for my stepson and a living room.The rooms of flats are really small in London.The “best” thing was the shower which was a tub and then covered with a curtain. It was a chamber-like room without a door. At least the WC was separated and ok.My strategy was to use the shower when my step-son would not be at home to avoid embarrassing situations.We couldn't renovate the flat much because of the currency exchange. The Pakistani. So she approached her volunteer charity work with enthusiasm and a good deal of skill. This was very much appreciated by the patrons of The Men's Den who hadn't seen a bath, much less a babe, in quite a long time. The winos and druggies, as well as dirty old men who frequented this establishment were not the most virile of folks. They also had a rough and not pleasant appearance and aroma. They were grubby and they stank of cum and piss from wetting themselves in two different but same-sourced.