A rainbow of magazines, and a flurry of tissues. I set all the tissues aside, and picked up a magazine. On the cover was a woman covered in, what I th...ught at the time, was milk. As I flipped from page to page, the women dancing over the pages, I felt myself getting sucked in. I wanted to become one of the beautiful women.The sound of my brother's voice startled me so much I jumped, "Whatcha doing Chels?". It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn't wearing one bit of clothing.I threw. Up close, he looked like he was still in high school. At first, we weren’t sure if he recognized her or if it was her outfit that made him so buggy-eyed, but when Jo stepped up he blankly asked her if she wanted a cheeseburger again and she knew he knew. “Did someone cum on it last night?” she asked him after she’d ordered the same.He looked around nervously. “Uhhhh.”“It tasted like cum,” she continued. The look on his face told Jo all she needed to know. “Then could you do it again, please,”. But deep down, all I wanted to do was to take this little minx and kiss every inch of her body!Ridhima was dressed in a backless black lehenga with a good amount of cleavage visible and hair open. She looked perfect.After some time, my wife told me that she was going back to the room as she was tired and will come back in a while. I was relieved as this would give me a chance to talk to Ridhima more openly.The moment my wife was out of the view, Ridhima changed her seat and sat next to me. This. He began to speculate about what her ass would look like naked or whether she had any tits. He imagined two small cones and a little girlish butt, rather like a teenager's.Something about Asian women he thought. All shy and compliant and willing to please, at least in his fantasies they were and that was all that mattered.He thought about propositioning her but worried that she'd freak, call the cops, or have six brothers come over and beat the crap out of him. So he ogled when he thought she.