“This is my first time outside Schiphol.”“You arrived today?”“Yes.”“And the first thing that happens is a clumsy Dutch girl spills her d...ink on you?” she said with a laugh.I smiled, “A pretty Dutch girl had her arm bumped by someone and some of her drink got onto my arm and shirt.”She smiled brightly, “Are you on vacation or business?”“Business. Do you work?”“No, I go to school. I’m in my third year at University of Amsterdam. I’m studying art and film. What business are you in?”“Computers,” I. So after losing the challenge they said they will call me sometime to do what they would say.So the Swati intelligently asked my first thing to do was that I have to do from everything from now till college ends what she says and I can’t say no ever. And I thought I would have to wash their clothes or do their work, eventually also I did that but now the Priyanka asked me that I have to get nude in front of them and do masturbate too and they will make I video too of that. I was shocked and. I matched her for a while, rubbing her covered lips, and wanted to see if shed follow my lead. My palm slid up her mound finding the band of her own thong, and much to my own pleasure, she followed suit. Slipping beneath the cloth, my fingers slipped down to her soaked pussy, and I immediately dipped my middle and forefinger into her dripping hole. When she hesitated, my gaze grew a little sterner, and she slowly followed suit. I began pumping my fingers in and out of her hole, her own. She reminded me of these girls dancing and singing on the TV.The phone rang. I thought surely it was Wendy as I answered. "Hi cupcake." I heard a giggle on the line and realized it wasn't Wendy."This is Aashi, John. I got your number from the concierge. I wanted to thank you properly for your help today."This was my chance, I thought."Oh think nothing of it Aashi. We're guests in your country. We must act with proper care to be good friends to good people." Thank you, again, John. But what I.