I could see the top of her breasts, but that's it. I had to take a peak.“So, no date tonight?” she started the conversation with.“I took the nig...t off,” I told her.“You took it off? I thought you'd be booked solid for months?” she asked, trying not to laugh.“Not booked at all. I think I might be in a rut,” I replied.“Well, chin up, things should bounce back. You never know what could happen, you could have a chick sucking on your cock this time next week,” she said, as she put her arm over my. You can read my previous two posts at the following links: http://indiansexstories2.net/massuer-turned-lover/2011/01/http://indiansexstories2.net/iss-couple-friend-from-hyderabad-part-ii/2011/02/I have turned from a straight guy to a bi with piss fetish and massage likings.As I travel to Hyderabad on business, I wait for emails of guys / couples from this city as it is most convenient for me to meet them, God willing!Quite a few single guys have responded to my stories and one of them is Venky. Zareena meri saas ka naam mujhe awaaz lagati hai damaad ji kya aap chai piyenge meri biwi bazaar gai huee hai sabzi laane mai apne room mein lauda bahar nikaal ke hila raha hun meri saas phirse mujhe awaaz deti hai mai kuch jawab nhi deta isliye wo mere room mein aake dekhti hai mera lauda dekhke wo wahin khadi hojati hai kuch der baad wo bahar jaake darwaza knock karti hai damaad ji kya aap chai piyenge mai fauran apna lauda boxer ke andar daalta hun aur kehta hun abhi nhi sasuma kuch der baad. That’s better than my fantasies. Don’t stop. No. There. Harder.” My tongue finds just the spot. Seconds pass. Her body goes rigid. Sudden uncontrolled spasms erupt throughout her body causing her hips to thrust me off. Sam is panting still against the window. I’m sprawled on the floor.With a flushed face and breasts Sam demands, “Fuck me. Now.” As she turns facing the window she pushes her bum up, wiggling it provocatively. With a hand on my dick, the other on her hip, I easily locate her.