It was decided that Pooja aunty would live with me till my parents are out.Mom’s FriendThe doorbell rang and I opened the door. I was surprised to s...e a beautiful woman. She was Pooja aunty. She was fair, had long brown hair. She was wearing a Punjabi dress revealing her cleavage. She entered the house giving a kiss on my lips and saying, “I will take great care of you beta”. Pooja aunty was a 38 year old woman. She was a recently divorced woman. My mom and Pooja aunty sat down for some talks.. I think we both came as the door opened and we fell into the arms of the empty shop's new owner.The DinerThe 'interview' mostly consisted of him feeling up our tits; we got the job even before he came in Jenny's mouth. He had us standing naked in a pool of light – everywhere else was in darkness. He took photos on his iPad of our fronts and rears individually, then both of us from the side kissing tit to tit. He gave Jenny Cumslut a tape measure – I had to call out Missy’s measurements which he. She let her hands play up and down, circling the lithe, gently pulsing thighs and clenching buttocks... but she lacked the nerve yet to slip her tongue into the throbbing crest of pubic curls and flesh between the moistly exposed thighs... She just couldn't!And then she was, her lips and tongue sliding into the cleft of the teenager's softly waiting cunt. Her head oscillated slavishly as she surrendered herself to the pleasures she had heretofore considered so evil and perverted. She could. "So what if I was checking out your sexy tutor? She's a pretty young redhead that still seems committed to working with you," I said, walking into my room. "I just appreciate a young beauty; after all, I'm single, remember? Just because your mom passed doesn't mean I'm suddenly not interested in getting laid. Maybe Monica is twenty years younger than me, but I still wouldn't mind getting into her pink panties. Pink with red is a sexy combination," I added, coming into my room.I shut the door.