He said they were all going out so it would be ok to drink at his place. We reached his place at 8 pm on Saturday night. He had arranged for some beer... and a bottle of vodka. His cook was preparing hot kebabs to have along with the drinks.His cook Chhotu was a household helper and helped the guys in the flat with all the chores. As we started drinking, Rishab started telling us more about his job. He asked me about my work and family as we had not met too many times before.After an hour, the. She was proud of her looks, she does ballet so she is kept limber and fit, she looked at her stomach lean and beautiful tan spread across. Her legs are long and thin, a little short but she was ok with that it fit her for her ballet routines, she only stood at a mere five, five. She looked at her pussy and noticed she needed to shave again, she kept completely shaved for some of the leotards and other outfits she has to wear in ballet recitals, so she figure just keep completely shaved.Looking. She put her legs on both my sides cuddling my whole lower part covering my thighs and hip and exactly lowering her pussy to my face for a 69.Now she was freely moving her tongue all over my thighs and butt cheeks and painted them with her saliva before sending her tongue into my pubic cavity.I was wondering from where she learn this art of lesbian sex. She moved her tongue into my pussy in a circular motion desperately searching for my G-spot. As she was doing it both of us were moaning in. I’d caught a brief glimpse of them coming out of the showers while I was swimming but hadn’t thought any more of it. My mind began to wander pondering what brought them here. There was only one obvious answer, they liked to be nude and didn’t mind doing so in front of others. I began to imagine what else they might enjoy but Marcus walked over and pulled up a chair to our table. He had a look of peaceful contentment on his face.The waiter returned with a crystal bowl full of freshly chopped.