There was a cistern well on each side of the house to catch run off from the roof and a gray water tank to hold the water from the sinks, shower and b...th. The gray water was used to irrigate a small thousand square foot garden located on the side of the house.We were headed back to the greenhouses so I could check out Hassan's drip irrigation system, when it hit me. I stopped dead in my tracks, deep in thought. When I finally looked up Basheera was looking at me questioningly."I need to talk to. And also sorry for my blunder spelling mistakes I did on my previous story because am writing story in hurry burry so please ignore that. Without wasting much time lets get into the story.Am staying with my friends in chennai in a rental apartment. Days went like that for 6 months one fine day I saw a beautiful women in our apartment with perfect assets parking her scotty. I just saw her went to my office as usually. On that day she was coming back after dropping his son on school. And then by. Around dinner time, Dale came home with Troy in tow, hollering through the house as they came through the door, “Hey, mom….I’m home….and Troy’s here, too. I told him he could stay for dinner.”I called back, “Of course….hi, Troy…..pretty simple dinner tonight….just basic spaghetti and meatballs.”As they walked into the kitchen from the front hallway, I looked up at both of them and quickly noticed the Cheshire cat grins spread across their faces. Shit…..I had a pretty good idea where this was. She kissed my neck and reached around, her hands full of gel as she began to circle my chest as the water ran off it. Her hands began to spiral lower as they moved down my chest, over my belly and finally to my groin, to where my cock twitched in anticipation of her touch. One hand closed around the shaft of it while the other gently cupped my balls, rubbing more gel into them. The feeling was so sensual as she slowly worked my cock, sliding her slippery hand up and down its length. After a few.