Raj, Raj bhayya.”“How many times have I told you not to call me bhayya.”“Why? What’s wrong with the word ‘bhayya’. Bhayya is good, bhayy... is sexy.(giggly laugh) I had sex with my bhayya. Shhhh! Don’t tell anybody about this.”Then I said a lot of things and the conversation went somewhere else,“You know Raj bhayya I have one complaint about you. The whole week was good, sex was fun, I enjoyed it. But one thing I didn’t like about you. Why are you so gentlemen like while having sex. Why can’t you. The whole night I was thinking of plans on how to seduce her. Next morning she came exactly at 8. I was in my t-shirt and shorts but my dick was not hard enough at that time.So I teased my dick a little and it got hard. I went like that only to open the door. She came in. I was disappointed as she didn’t even notice my hard-on and went directly to the kitchen. But I told my dick don’t feel bad dude try until you succeed. Later she made the tea and breakfast.The whole time I was staring at her.. Her throat muscles were massaging my cock as the last few drops of my cum run down her throat.My legs were so weak I was afraid I was going to fall. I leaned against the back of the shower to support myself. I was completely drained and my cock was so sensitive I had to push Gail away. Both women stood and started licking the little splashes of cum off each other’s face, and then locked in a passionate tongue-battling kiss. I looked on as I attempted to calm down and catch my breath.When. I told him, “That was terrific! I usually jerk off a couple of times a day. I was wondering how I could manage that during my stay here.“He said, “I can make that happen,” and he grinned like the cat that had swallowed the proverbial canary.Soon after they came in to knock me out and take me to surgery. I was relaxed and revelling in the unexpected good fortune I had had with the hot male orderly who was sent to shave my pubes!!Later, I was back in my room coming to. My wife and k**s were.