I picked up nothing of interest from the bedroom, and the ensuite camera was obscured by a towel all of the time. That frustrated me.I was waiting for...the architect to come and do a final inspection on my ensuite renovations. I passed the time in the monitor room, watching what was happening in the various houses, which wasn't anything at all with most people at work.My attention was caught when the young muslim wife entered the bedroom ... and started to remove her head covering. Without it I. And she told I can earn even more. As I was from very plover family I agreed. After I joined there I came to know that she boozes so much that her loose control and she needs someone always. So this way it was going and my job was just to attend her otherwise they had 3 old ladies to serves’ was helping her and she will drink and us of conroll.then one day some of her friends I think may be hotel guests a neegro came and they started chatting and drinking. I was nicely serving them and they had. Turns out I just flooded my swim suit."Hello" he said with a thick accent, but pronounced perfectly and you could tell he had confidence in getting me. Something I can't blame him for. I have high expectations with my body too."Hey" I reply and it surprised me I stammered a little bit."Are you a tourist?" he asks sitting down on my blanket and if he was ugly I would have made him get off."Yeah, for awhile. Why? Want to be my guide?" I asked clearly flirting and he knew it too. I just hope in. Humping speed, he did not even know he was capable of. Priya’s eyes have rolled up into the head, and her excitement is visible with her moans.Her breasts are bouncing up and down with every thrust that Vikas makes. Her mangalsutra bouncing with the boobs each time. All she can manage to say is “Aah….Aah…Aah…Aah…Aah…” on a loop matching her moans with Vikas’ thrusts. She is nearing her second orgasm of the day.She starts pressing her breasts with one hand to increase her pleasure and rubbing.