Petra complied. She began by rubbing her nose up and down the slit of my crotch using slow strokes. It felt soooo good. "Pull out your tongue", I s...ggested. Petra agreed and pushed her tongue right into her crevice. I heaved. Oh my god. my heart started to pound and I felt a surge of electricity, like a bolt of lightening hitting every part of my nerve ending. With that, I pulled away and hungrily tore through Petra's shirt to expose her 34C tits. They were absolutely beautiful. I. "The street was indeed deserted with lights on in only a couple of the houses. After calling into number 12 to reassure the occupants they knocked at number 14, the only near house with a light on. The door was opened by a lady who looked in her mid to late 30's. About 5'7" tall and pleasingly rounded of figure. She wore a thin white T shirt, presumably her night-shirt and nothing which could be seen on the bottom half. Although quite long as T shirts go, it exposed an awful lot of leg."Oh god!. Me (to Harshitha): Finally, I am gonna taste you. You are looking damm hot, bitch.Harshita bitch was looking down at the ground. Small watered droplets pulped in her eyes.Me: Please, don’t waste your tears, dear. You need to cry while I fuck you. Hold your tears.Me (to all): All the males go and sit on the sofa. Enjoy the live blue film. And both the mothers come and undress me.Harshita (out of sudden): I am sorry for your grandfather. I made a mistake. Please leave me. Does he want this if he. She was in her forties and chubby. She looked like a mother, but she wasn’t. Most sponsors were either looking for older mothers or younger women and she didn’t match either template. Being mixed race likely didn’t help either.Whatever was waiting for her in room 42133 probably wasn’t going to be good. She hoped she wouldn’t be sent back to Earth. That happened to men who weren’t selected, but she’d never heard of it happening to a woman, a fertile woman anyway.As she arrived as the door it.