Without a word, she turned and walked inside the flat, and I closed the front door behind me and followed her into the living room, admiring her thin ...are shoulders, her tight backside, her panties unsuccessfully straining to restrain her lean buttocks, but leaving more than half of them exposed, and her shapely legs ... He was sitting in the corner of the sofa, and he lazily waved a hand in my direction as the woman crossed the room towards him and caressed his face.'You took your time, Mum, '. She gently opened her labia with the fingers of one hand. She felt her love juice trickling down the insides of her thigh. And then, with the other hand, she placed the dildo at the mouth of her pussy. With a light motion of her hand, she slid the rubbery tool upwards, filling her hungry flesh.”Tell me more!” Bharati gasped. “ab kya kar rahi hai?” I turned my head towards Seema and smiled.”ek nakli lund… rubber ka,” I said. “khud ko chod rahi hai””Oh ” Bharati gasped. “Itni garam ho gayi? Apni. Diya or usakka no. Bhi le liya jabb barat ke jane ka tiam tha tabb me ne bhid me hi usake chchi ko chuliya or wo batt ka usako bhi pata chala magar usane sirf muskara diya abb hamare yaha esa hota he ki bahu ke sath koi hamare yaha aata he to bhabhi ke sath usaki bahan yani kiran hamare ghar aayi ratt ko jabb bhai or bhabhi usake kamare me ja rahe the to me bhai ko leke or wo apani didi ko leke chudwane samane se aarahi thi or hamane bhai bhabhi ko ek kamare me band kar diya maga r phir muje. “Giuseppe di Campania is a pimp, and has a gaggle of young women who he refers to as his ‘Tour Guides’. He rents out these females to visiting English Milords as escorts, showing them the sights and sites of Napoli. The only guiding the girls do is to guide an English pene into their Neapolitan figa...”“And my friend’s sister was one of these tour guides?”He shook his head. “No, she was more to Giuseppe than just a whore. He treated her with great respect. She was in fact the teacher of English.