One every 30 mins. Now whenever people talk about Mysore they immediately remember three things- Mysore palace, Chamundi Hills and KRS..Usually on wee...ends we hostelmates did not have any work and used to loiter around the mysore palace, or go to this temple or visit KRS . it used to be one of this each week. Week ends Mysore used to be flooded with tourists who take the one day tour of mysore.. The scheduled being chamundi hills before lunch, mysore palace after lunch and KRS after 6PM.Now. Now she was mocking and crooning about the "poor little voyeur boy not getting off" My pain and excitement though turned to true fear when I heard her crawl under the table and she passed the candle flame back and forth, cooking my wiener.I was struggling in earnest now and she just laughed and laughed and finally said, "Well, I guess we can't let this swollen purple fruit down here go to waste. Hold still, and I mean it or I will castrate you like I should have done for going to look at. In fact that’s why she got sent home last week”.“Oh my god Mister ... you gave Ploy some ecstacy! That’s why she was acting all weird and flashing Mr Evans... “ more giggling“I’m going to make a cup of tea and then I’ll have a couple of your sweets, do you girls want a drink of anything”?“Do you have any coca cola?“Yes, I have some cans in the fridge I think”.“OK mister, sounds nice and can we have a cigarette now please?“You can smoke in the back garden but stay near the house so nobody can. No two men touching her. Just one cock concentrating on her.Hannah stripped off... her lovely Welsh accent enticing us as she described her charms. Full teenage boobs. Her long legs. Her hair.Finally she showed her tight teen pussy - already oozing with wetness. She would need a lot of natural wetness to cope with four cocks.Hannah lay down on the bed naked as the day she was born and raised her legs....I went first of course - slowly rubbing my cock head up and down her labia till her little.