‘She was just not right for you Misha, these highly strung Model types are too high maintenance on the emotional level. What you need it someone who...is not walking around looking for the next mirror to look in. Besides its bad enough that you’re a stunner in the looks department yourself darling, but to have you paired up with Miss Perfect is very hard for the rest of us mere mortals that have to socialise with you.’ Looking up at his hostess as she sat back at the end of the table, her sleek. That did it he walked away very fast after that. She said he was heading for the men’s room Lol. She felt bad about not taking care of his problem but with her sister there she was stuck. Most of the time if she was alone or with me she would follow them to the bathroom and before they went into the men’s room she would ask them if they wanted to use the family unit with her? Then she would either give them a blow job or if his cock looked good she would bend over and ask him to fuck her tight. She didn’t loosen her grip.She said you have to bend near a woman to get what you want putting your ego aside otherwise no girl will stick around you. I said aaaahh okay. Tears came out and she stopped squeezing and I relaxed.I thought that she would fuck me if I asked her one or two times more. I told her the shower is ready and go take bath. She removed her shirt and pyjama’s and took a towel and went in the bathroom with her bra and panty. I sent her to the bathroom and was waiting for her. Both were smiling. Theother man looked a little older, may be 25. He had a devilish smile on hisface. They entered my house. The bastards! I waited for them to go in and aftersmoking a cigarette,I went into my own house byclimbing the front wall like a thief. What I saw shocked the hell out of me. Mysister’s door was open a little and I saw as Neena Didi was bending down overRamesh’s enormous prick. Neena Didi was sucking on his cock coating the thickshaft with her saliva. Oh, god, this bitch.