Please help me mam, please. I’ll do anything”. I was hinting at doing a monetary favour.She did not comprehend my thoughts correctly. Suddenly, sh... was not smiling anymore. “what do you think are you talking?” There was anger in her voice. “did i cross the line?” i wondered. “oh wait”, i thought. “does she think i am offering a sexual favour?I have to clarify my stance, so that she does not throw me out, i thought. “no mam, you got me wrong….. By anything i meant…” before i could finish, came a. This pleased her. He moved his head between her tits, and stuffed it in there. He wiggled his head back and forth, then stopped. He began to lick her cleavage with exaggeration. Going as far from bottom to top as he could. Remembering his underwear, he took it off revealing an 8” cock. Hard as a rock, and promising pleasure beyond her wildest dream, she looked at it in amazement. Tony saw this look on her face, and smiled. Happy with himself, he began to kiss her again. As they made out,. I had a good feeling, and was reasonably relaxed, although there were many men who were looking at me. First we stood at the bar and got a cup of coffee. We talked a little with a tall, slightly bald guy in the fortieth, Jens, we had seen him with his wife on a previous visit, and I found him slightly attractive and easy to talk to, polite and pleasant and in no way overbearing.Jens went into the film room and we talked a little with the owner and his wife.Soon after, we went into the film. Tumse pyar karu. Tumhari khoobsurati ki kya tareef karu. Tum to naukrani lagti nahi ho, balki shehzaadi lagti ho.Naseem ko ye sun kar acha lagne laga.Wo boli: Aur?Maine jawab diya: Tumhari aankhen bahut pyari hai. Tumhare baal bahut lambe aur ghane hai. Tumhare mamne bahut pyare hai. Safed rang ke aam ki tarah hai. Aur nipples, ufff! Kya cheez hai wo ki koi bhi banda unko dekh kar pagal ho jata hai.Naseem hass rahi thi meri baat sun kar. Usko meri tareef sun kar acha lag raha tha. Wo mujhse aur.