Her attempts at deep throating me were even lovelier. Wet and sloppy, the little Sissy's mouth game was grade A. Wads of spit, hand strokes and moans ...ike a true slut bitch. I had slid my hands down the back side of her shorts, gripping her fat chocolate ass as she worked her mouth. Even tried to finger her hole but she pushed me away.."Don't cum in my mouth Mr James" she said. I'm not, I want to bust in those guts I responded. With my dick in her mouth she stops and glares up at me. She slowly. And even if you intercept it I will just keep sending copies until she finally sees them.”“Oh my god no!”“Who are you on the phone with, Bill?” Mom called out from the front room.“No-nobody Mom. I mean a fr-friend.” My voice was shaking and it was obvious that I was covering something up.“That’s right, Bill. A friend. A friend that will become a very good friend if you listen to what I am about to say.”I never wanted to see him again in my life. He had sent several letters which I was able to. One of the girls which I did not notice before was a look alike of our Tamil actress Amala Paul of “Sindhu Samaveli” fame. Her name is Vedika. I came to know their names when they called each other. The third girl is Archana and she had a little brownish skin and I could see her 36” boobs hanging below her shirt without any support. Maybe she is wearing a banian inside whereas Sundari’s & Vedika’s boobs were upright below the shirt and I could visualize they were wearing the bra inside. My God. They were around 38 and 32 respectively. I welcomed them and introduced my self. We talked a little and went to sleep. Morning I got up at 8.00 and found very one got up before me. Swetha got introduced to them. And came to know that they will get down at night around 11.30. So I thought once again I can have game in the night as we will reach Mumbai at 5.00 in the morning. So in the afternoon I had gone for a nice sleep so that I can awake in the night to have nice section. During our lunch I.