For a better understanding of the whole story and to enjoy it to the fullest, kindly read the previous parts.Story:-For those who don’t know me, my ...ame is Jay (changed) currently 30 years old. Now well settled in my own business from Mumbai. More about myself. I was 150 kgs. Then somebody from my business friends motivated me to get fit and be healthy as he had faced the consequences of being overweight. Author’s note- this part is a continuation of the previous part. For a better. I looked up and her eyes were shut tightly. “I want you so badly,” she whispered heavily. “Please, fuck me now, I can’t take it anymore.” I smiled and moved my face back up to kiss her again – to stop her words. I wanted to make her wait. I noticed how amazingly soft her lips were. While kissing her, I traced my fingers down her chest, down her stomach, and rested them just on her hip. I moved down and undid her belt. After sliding it off, I kissed down her neck, her chest, and her. Who wants a piece of my ass? Highest bidder gets first shot at me." Suddenly, every guy in the room is whipping out $100 bills. I come into the center of the room and stand between the two naked young girls. "I will write off your debt if your friend does the groom..." I look at her and she gulps, ".... and if you do me. Right here, right now." Without even looking at your friend, you agree. You drop to your knees and unzip my pants. My cock is semi-hard from standing next to you, but now it. ‘Be cool, man. We’re almost there.’ He turned and looked me in the face. ‘Be polite, man. And DO NOT piss her off. That could be real bad.’ I was getting a real bad feeling. ‘Her? Her who? What kind of shit have you got me into?’ ‘She’s a root doctor, and I really need her help.’ He wouldn’t look at me. ‘What the hell is a root doctor? Are you sick?’ He still wouldn’t look me in the eye. ‘Yeah man, I got something broke in me she can fix it. And a root doctor is what she prefers to be called..