“would you mind if i tasted that massive cock of yours?”I shake my head, not believing i had just heard those words.She let go of my shaft and slo...ly got down on her knees in between my legs. She looked up at me, and ever so slowly wrapped her lips around my cock. She started to move her mouth up and down the shaft, her hand cupping my balls. “oh god, roopa…that feels so fucking well. You might want to stop soon though…i might cum any second.”My cock still in her mouth, a grin spreads across. She slapped me gently and said what a session that was… We laugh together…Then she went to bathroom , i stated the tv .Suddenly a phone call comes on my phone, i saw my room mate was that , i told him not to worry about me and inform the hostel superintendent.Then i just checking mail and one of them is from (fake name), well she is a ISS reader and after reading my previous series she comments me that “i feel that i am your mam”. Madhu came from bathroom and i show the mail. She smiled. lied. They had a certain personality to them and proud of it.But some, in particular, they were like sirens. Like aggressive nymphs, they would seduce you with their dance moves and beckon you. They would tease to ask come to them. Their bodies slowed down, then sped up to the drum beat's cadence. Their bodies popped. Their bodies rolled. I stared at them longingly. The drumbeat was like my heart. The horns were like the song that was in it. Lust filled me. All of a sudden it stopped, as they posed. But I did not want it. I wanted to taste the fluid , her fluid. I brought my fingers to my face . It was stinky. I tasted it. She smiled. She adjusted her saree and slept.Next day was a new world altogether. After uncle was gone I went to her. She was preparing some work . I straightaway lifted her saree and kissed her buttocks. She show fake anger and scolded me. We went to bath and I requested her to see how she peed. She laughed . She lifted her saree and I saw her dry vagina for the first.