..orgasmic. I mean, she's--she's sexy and all, but she--" "You mean she doesn't come?" Jason said. "Well, no, she does...sometimes...but...it's not...I mean...not like that, Jesus. She's--you know, she's kind of...contained. She doesn't let herself go a lot. And anyway, she wouldn't, I mean she's not...promiscuous or anything. So I don't think..." "Tell you what," Jason said. "Why don't you let me give it a try. Okay?" "You mean..." "I mean you get to do it with. All of them had big Breast and lovely body, this I notice when they would be sleeping. They use to wear sarees and blouse. At night my two married sisters would only wear petticoat and blouse, showing most of the time part of their big breast. I use to pretend that I was asleep but trying to glance at their sexy body. This went on for sometime but I would not make or dare to make a move. Then one night I went to sleep earlier, wearing only a Lungi, nothing on top. Two unmarried sisters were. Whoever got caught, was not accepted into the group. I think whoever got caught would be expelled. I had to be very careful. I decided to observe the sorority and the girls before trying my first room. I sat outside in my car or climbed the nearest tree with my binoculars and kept very good notes of the comings and goings of the girls and the dorm mother. I got the schedule of each of their classes, and after watching them for two days, I hoped I had their routines down. I got to observe a lot. We couldn’t stop now… but would they open the door and begin to descend into the basement? Should we stop and quickly dress?? We froze and intently listened for any sound that would give us a push into the direction we needed to go in…phew…they were walking away from the door. I quickly turned facing him and our lips met in a feverish messy kiss as he lifted me onto the washer and slid his manhood into me. He began pounding his cock deeper and deeper into me, alternating between fast and rough.