The next time we went to Frances's, I wore my old favourite and mostbecoming outfit, the salmon suit. When we had taken our things off Francestook me ...pstairs. She sat me down at the dressing table and removed my wig.I asked, 'Did I do such a horrible job of putting it up?''No Davy. It's not necessary that you wear it any longer. Your own hair willbe long enough with the help of these.' And she held up two switches for myinspection. First she parted my hair from ear to ear, combing the hair. ” Rumi, I want to enjoy with u , like to fuck ur pussy hole and lick it until u ejaculate..” She replied ” Sisirda.. I have no objection… but What Vishal will do.. ?” ” Dont wory darling Rumi… U will get 2 great cocks today at the same bad same time.”” Ohh.. my God… ” Rumi said.” Come on my Young Dogs, I’m a bitch today, u both fuck me as a bitch… fuck me as per ur wish…” I called Vishal to get naked Rumi.All of us get shark naked, Rumi had really big titis.. 40DD size. She slept in the middle. Her tight t-shirt gave a visual feast for my eyes. The waxed skin on her arms made her goosebumps poke up expressing her rage in hormones.I casually lifted her thin t-shirt a bit exposing her belly button on her dusky body. Encircling its outline with my left hand made her rise from her seat. This made my finger touch her panty line above her genitals. She was scared and removed my hands off her and stared at me.She was asking to hold my horses with her stare. I just kept calm until we reached. One of the sardar undid her salwar’s naala and simran who is so delicate just resisted and tried to get free but her salwar was pulled down by the other sardaar.her long jet black hair were getting tangled and my sister was in her black bra and panty held by two unknown ugly sardars.Now she resisted but one of them slid off her panties.She said ‘Please let me go…bhagwan ke liye…’ and they said ‘zaada boli randi toh muft mein chodenge aur tujhe pregnent kardenge’..they were amazed to c her ‘gora.