In the previously posted pieces of this story (which will eventually lead up to my own experience with our full time bai Indu), I had described first ...atching dad fucking our ‘jhadoo-ponchawali’ bai sushila together and then various experiences watching him fuck her like a whore. That night, I went to bed exhausted from what was definitely the most interesting day of my life and dreaming of fucking Indu bai the following day when she returned from her village.I must have slept like a log. .. oh fuck it." Trish groaned, and tilted up Julie's face. She paused for a second, before a smile creased her lips. Then she kissed Julie. Full on. Deep.I just watched as the to of them sank into it. It was a romantic kiss, passionate, and loving. I watched Julie's hands begin to roam across Trish's body.I also very clearly lost my battle to avoid sporting an erection.I glanced down at my hand. Message waiting. No bars. Weird."I'm gonna take a quick walk outside." I commented to the women who. She said "go ahead". I was out of words. She looked at me and continued"if you can". Than she asked me to sit next to her, hugged me and started to kiss me. She went down on me, gave me a blowjob and swallowed.Than she kissed me and asked me not to be jealous.I went straight to bed thinking how I could change her mind.The next day we went to the beach as usual and infrmed her family that we were going out with some new friends. Her brother didn't want to join us after he found out that we were. As for myself, I couldn't concentrate on anything for more than a few seconds. All I could think was "What happens next?" I tried to work out what I should do. Invite Kat to lunch? I didn't want to look like a stalker, or make her think I was trying to blackmail her into having sex with me. I tried to avoid staring at Kat, but couldn't resist a quick peek every now and then. The sight of her brought back memories of her pictures: her shapely breasts, her neatly trimmed bush, the hint of.