She began to stir and moan. She was half a sleep but she called out my name, not her husbands. That could get her in trouble when she got home. I wo...e her be working my hard cock back inside her. She rolled partly onto her back and fingered and rubbed her sore sensitive clit as I pinched her nipples. I let her work her hot warm tight wet used pussy on my cock until she cum, then I rolled over on her and pulling her ankles high I just fucked her hard, watching her face and sexy eyes. I made. The thought made me a little hard. I was able to see that Sreeja had made a bun and Aswathy’s was braided. But I still couldn’t see all of it. So after some time my mom asked me to show them their rooms. As mom showed my uncle and aunt their rooms, I asked Sreeja & Aswathy to follow me upstairs to their room. While reaching stairs, I asked them to walk in front of me.Now I could watch both of their hairs freely. Sreeja had made a huge loose bun which hung down her nape and Aswathy’s braid. I could feel it growing in me the pressure was building like a dam about to break. My chest was warm and flush as my breathing became deep and erratic. The velvety walls of my vagina began to clamp down on my Masters pulsing tool. Just when I thought I was going to explode he pulled out of me. "Nooooo." I sobbed wanting to feel the release that has eluded me for a month. I felt the bonds around my hand being untied still blind folded he flipped me over as he hovered over me. His hand grabbed my. She then lifted herself off of me and laid next to me on her side, with her arm around my belly. After a few minutes she began to speak in that slight accent of hers.“In Colombia, when I was very young, I was a nanny for a wealthy family. The wife was pregnant and…..and…..we became close. It was our secret but one day her husband found out. He slapped her for being with another woman and I ran from the house. I knew I could never get work as word would spread so I left to stay with my.