We sat in the restaurant and I ordered a burger for my breakfast, it was ten o'clock and the massage opened at eleven and I saw the room start to fill...with white men anxiously watching the door at the end of the bar, as well as us two white females, "Men are staring at us", I commented, to which she calmly retorted, "They want to fuck us", that thought made me almost wet myself, suddenly dipping my chips into the bowl of tomato sauce, was a sex act I perfected, knowing men were watching me as I. " Esh stammered. Ramesh was the first to get his composure. "You're not just showing off, are you?" he asked, already knowing the answer."Nope. Not at all. Open invitation gentlemen. One at a time or all at once. You let me know." They started breathing again, fingering the photographs, turning them, poring over them. "So, we playing cards here or what?"That was the beginning of the weekly rotation. We made an evening of it. I would dress up and cook dinner for Rahul and whoever's turn it was. They booked a hotel and have there dinner with a some glass of vodka and cigarettes. Now it was the time to have some real hardcore pleasure. Mom first opened the zip and button of Umesh pant and is was struck by his size of dick ,it was around 9 inches purely dark . She started giving blowjob to him ,in between Umesh ejaculated which she put in her month .After 15 mins of blowjob now its time of Umesh to show his manhood and he started to open mom’s clothes. He opened mom’s top and jeans and. Switching the card in question for one of Vivian and my ‘special cards’, that for nefarious reasons I still kept locked in my desk draw. Yeah well, all right, I’ll explain, my wife Vivian is a very sexy woman and a bit of an exhibitionist to boot at times. She likes to dress up sexily and pose for me, and then undress even more sexily for the camera as well. If I point a camera at Vivian in the bedroom, she can really get wound up, the best move I ever made was to suggest she posed nude for me.