New place, new friends, new clothes and everything were new for me. I missed my parents, brother and sisters. I was missing one more thing. That was d...fficult to understand. Sridhar was not very much interested in physical relations with me. A kiss on cheek, fore head to say good night was what he thought a kiss is.My lips waited for a rough and deep wet kiss which he thought is unhygienic and avoided. My attempt to approach him was politely negated. Then I kept quiet. Our first night was a. Standing before me was Ms Writ wearing a white one-piece swimming costume which barely contained her ample bust and drew attention to her erect nipples. She had her hair in two ponytails, one on each side. The lower half of her costume offered hardly any coverage; the front was a thin bit of fabric which barely covered her pussy and round the back was a piece of string which went right up her arse, emphasising her bubbly butt cheeks. The other great about Ms Writ was she tried to be a friend. ”“So you must have made a couple of lakhs by now, that is good money.” I said thoughtfully.“Around that. But it is easy money. Only once I had a difficult customer, who after having sex wanted his partner in a threesome with me. And he was offering me double the amount. I was curious – though skeptical.” She stopped.“Did you do it finally – threesome?’ I asked.“Yes, and it was not bad, I think it was rather fun. Moreover, I have a high sexual drive and I do not get satisfied that easily. I am. My head falls back and I enjoy the stroking. You curl your toes over my boxes and pull them down. My cock springs out over the top. A little pre cum drips and glistens in the soft light. With your foot you continue to rub the tip. My cock aches and pulses with every touch.You slide one hand between your legs and caress your pussy. You push one finger into your lips and and purr. I grab your foot and kiss it. I keep kissing your leg and slowly work my way down. I can feel the goose bumps.