“You were thinking about me?Why?” She is a bit shocked at this admission, but alsoa bit aroused.“Well… because you’re a ...exy girl, and to be honest,you’re hotter than any of the girls at our school.”She looks at him and starts to blush. “Thank you… Ithink.” She is just staring at him. “I can’t believethat you think I am sexy.”“Sis,” he said looking into her eyes, “You’re thehottest and sexiest. I had not noticed, but she said later that she had climaxed each time adifferent guy had fucked her.When Carl finally climaxed in Beckys asshole he pulled out & quickly put hertail back in her asshole to keep the 2 loads of cum she had there in her. Thenhe had her roll back over & said "whos next?" The guy that Becky was suckingon came back around & fucked Beckys cunt. Then Carl went around & let Angelsuck him clean. I was already letting Becky suck & lick me clean too. When theguy now fucking. “Well, since this guy isn't covered,” I said, flicking his bouncing dick, “we can either play around some more, or go back home now.” I left the choice up to him. “Since you're my personal assistant, which do you think is right?”“I think you should consider a third option.”If he was thinking blowjob or handjob, and him licking or fingering me to orgasm, I was almost willing to go along with it, but that was covered in the first option, 'play around some more', I thought. So I looked at him. We had people of all races, colours and creeds and for the most part we got along pretty well aside from the occasional late night parties which could anger certain older tenants. Then, one day i noticed this indian couple moving in, (india indian) and they seemed quiet but polite. The gentleman looked a bit older than his wife, and i would soon find out, was impotent.We have a back porch that people occasionally sit on and shoot the breeze. One day, my indian neighbors wife decided to chat.