Netra’s lips were so sexy. She had big boobs, sharp nipples. When she wears a sari, she just looks stunning with her big ass and sexy figure. We wer... to go by Rajdhani Express. The train left on time. Now for a week, I and Netra were a couple. Our company had booked a stunning motel in mumbai with two rooms for her. I groped her all the night in the train. As we entered the room Netra said “I am feeling so young” and I told her that she looked wonderful. She stared at me, invitation in her eyes. I know it sounds like I am gay but the weird thing is I never think about men when I dressed up I always imagined of what it would be like, being a woman fucking another woman. I began to collect a large amount of women's clothing, and was afraid my mom might find them and I would be in deep trouble, so I asked if I could use the shed out back, that used to be a pump house years ago when my grandfather had a well where the got water. My parents said that would be ok, as long as I kept it clean. She even put forward a few suggestions, particularly concerning the domestic side of things. Betty told me that she'd take over the running of the kitchen. She also suggested that either Tilly or her sister-in-law Angela should come and work with her. Tilly was a high school teacher and Angela was a Professor of Languages. Sally thought that one or both women might prefer keeping away from the construction site, and with their help and a couple of daily volunteers, she'd make certain that. I had sucked it so I knew it was long and I felt every inch squeeze through my tight hole. I felt his balls against my cheeks and knew he was literally ‘balls deep’ in my ass. He gave a thrust against my ass and I let out a yelp as he found a new nerve. It didn’t matter anyway because once I had taken his whole length, there was no stopping John. He pumped away at my ass stretching my hole and probing the depths. Occasionally he would catch my prostate and a feeling would shoot towards my cock.