It would take some time to sleep with all the women of Kupolinis!One morning while we were having a nice breakfast, Tara made an announcement. "Today,...my king we will go up Mount Kupai to the Holy Temple of Pazuzu Pei," she said."The Holy Temple of Pazuzu Pei?" I asked."Yes, my king. It is where we go for cock worship, or Koni Veni" she said.I looked up from the table at her, the stunned look speaking for itself. "Really?" I said. I had started to get used to the unusual customs and practices. Do I get to help you or not?"He lifted his head again. Her hand was moving under his shorts. It looked like there was a puppy or something in his shorts, trying to get out. "Why do you want to help me?" he said, his breathing faster now."I don't know. I like you? I'm curious? I'd like to see what happens? The last time I did this was in a dark car and I didn't get to see anything."He sat up straight. "What do you mean... the last time you did this?"Her hand had stopped as he sat up. She gave. But the excess of watching these blondes and Burnettes, I needed some spice in my life, so I explored the internet more, and hit upon this term “MILF”, which was an instant hit for me, big butts, fleshy waist was something becoming a hit for me and my throbbing cock, and heavy women was fast becoming my liking. This sudden grip of liking milfs and cougars, made me want to check out Indian women too and that time I realised that there was no one better than our maid for that.Instead of surfing. “So you both had them done, and your both the same?” Asked Tris.I knew what he wanted. I knew him so well, he wanted to see. Wanted to look, even Emily’s.“I take it you want a look Tris, judging by that look on your face!” I said.“Well………I…..err………well………..yes,” he said finally.“Emily, what do you think, want to show you Dad your tits?” I asked.“Don’t mind,” she replied.I stood, and pulled my top up, and over my head.“Well Tris, what do you think? He just stared. “Good aren’t they, of course we.