"I couldn't help but notice," he said, "but you have interesting earrings. Do you have interests other than dancing?" I flushed a bit and wondered how...I was going to answer this question. "Oh, I have a lot of interests, Jim. Maybe we have some in common," I said, smiling. "Maybe so," he said. "Why don't we go back to my place and find out?" Now is the moment of truth," I thought. "Do I agree? He is attractive. He appears to be strong and confident. Isn't this why I came here?" "Why don't we?" I. There, before him, was the band they were looking for, raping and torturing a young white girl. He should have turned back and reported to his Sergeant immediately but he was enjoying the scene too much. He unbuttoned his trouser and pulled out his own impressive cock and started jerking himself while continuing to spy on the depraved rape.He could see at least ten Indians, with stiff prongs themselves, waiting for their turn to assault that poor white girl's mouth. While waiting they would. As she bent down before she got on her feet I saw those mangoes hanging waiting to be sucked and my mouth watered. As she limped towards the bed and sat down she kept holding my hand. As soon as she sat down she held her ankle again and kept crying “oww ouuuuchhhh it hurts” I felt bad for her and asked if I could massage it for her “Please do” she begged. I asked her for some oil and she pointed to the dressing cabinet, I picked the bottle of oil and came back to the bed and sat next to her. Her In-laws were watching TV. and taking care of their grand-daughter. Her MIL had a lack of sight and her FIL was deaf. As soon as they entered the house, her FIL asked her about this two men. To which she replied that he was our milkman and he was here for his payment.Then, she took them to her bedroom and her In-Laws became busy. Both milkmen relaxed on her bed for 10 minutes and aunty was in middle exposing her both boobs and milkmen were playing with it like her small babies. After.