It was a hot summer day so Reshma was wet and sweating. She was wearing a yellow saree. She wore it low and she also wore a tight blouse. She had a ta...too on her waist. She wore a nose ring too. My God, I was so turned on that I could feel my big balls tighten up and my cock getting stiff.I quickly grabbed the newspaper and covered my cock. The maid came in and saw me. She quickly looked down at my cock and smiled.Then she turned around and said, “Sahab, aap pants pehen lijye meh nahi dekh. ” I hung up the phone, then hit the intercom button to buzz Rashid, my producer. He’s this short Indian guy who spends most of his time at work talking on his cell phone during my show to his family back in India. Occasionally, I bug him with stuff, but he let’s me do pretty much whatever I want, and doesn’t tell the station manager when I screw up. I guess it’s not too bad to have him as my producer. “Hey Rashid, you in there?” “Yes Sam, but I am quite busy on the phone; what do you need?” . With due ceremony two eunuchs escorted the two women into the room. Moving as one they came to the foot of the bed and stood, eyes downcast, awaiting Ramzy El-Najjar's orders. He had certainly been taught the proprieties of such an encounter and merely nodded to the escorting eunuchs. At this the girls gracefully descended to their knees at the foot of the bed and started to worm their way up the bed under the covers.Each woman appropriated one of his legs, kissing it, licking it, and rubbing. Jeff quickly dressed in tee shirt, pants, socks and shoes. The giggling girls helped each other into their wedding dresses while trying to hold the lips of their pussies closed to keep his sperm in. If they were tired from only having a couple of hours sleep, they didn't show it.Rock, scissors, paper set the order. He picked Nat up and walked down the hall. His weaving path wasn't as straight as it could have been, due to having her mouth glued to his all the way.As she finally broke the kiss,.