Reaching Prof Gupta’s room, I knocked. He called me inside and after scanning me from top to bottom, he looked at my melons hungrily and said, “Wh...t’s the matter Shweta?” I smiled at him and went straight to him and stood next to him and said, “Bas dekhoge hi kya Sir?” He felt uneasy at this unexpected remark of mine. He was still struggling for words when I caught his hand and placed on my left boob. He got some courage and caressed it. Before I could proceed further, he said, “Not here. She stopped stud up walked away in to the bedroom I followed she opened a draw lifted out a see-through Shorty nightie said put this on and then you can fuck me, i did not take a lot of persuading she walked backwards and sat on the bed reaching out took my cock again in her mouth and sucking with a little faster caressing my balls I took full advantage of our situation and lade her back on the bed were she turned on to her fount raised herself up as an invite to doggy stile ,in mind head I. He... ah... he... he said so," Tim replied."And who sucks his cock for him?" I asked, smirking."Ah... I... I guess maybe his sister does," Tim answered."Really. His sister." I guess." And you'd be okay with me sucking him in front of you, or fucking him, while you watched, or helped us?" I asked."Yeah. That would be SICK! I'd LOVE it!" he exclaimed."Could he be trusted not to tell anyone else?" I asked."SURE!" my son said."Then why don't you invite him over for dinner tomorrow night," I said,. We didn’t take the subway to the airport because there was a lot of rampant violent crime lately. I hired one of those limo company cars because I wanted Princess to be safe on the journey to the plane. It felt strange to me to be more concerned about our in-country travel than the usual worries about danger in a foreign country.The plane was painted with garish designs of tropical birds and pretty girls drinking flower laden mixed fruit-filled drinks. I knew it appealed to my sister’s.