Meri shararat badhne lagi aur maine didi ki chuchi ko blouse se bahar nikal diya aur uske nipples ko peene laga aur kabhi kabhi uski mast chuchi par t...apad mar deta to bhi didi ne koi eitraz na kiya. Ab mujhe didi ko chapat marne mein maza aane laga. Didi ke gal chapat aur nashe ke karam lal ho rahe thai aur uski awaz bhi bhari lag rahi thee. Didi ne ladkhadati hui awaz mein kaha, ” Bilas, mere bhai ab kion tadapa rahe ho, tum meri jawani ka maja lootne mein deri kion kar rahe ho, mere chodu. As they left the room my wife came over, pulled my head down, softly kissed me and whispered “thank you honey, this is going to be great”. We stripped naked, laid face down on the massage tables and draped over the towels to protect our modesty.The masseuses returned, adjusted our towels and asked how we like our massages. I went for medium and my wife asked for hard, particularly on the shoulders. A warm oil was poured over my back and soft, delicate hands glided across every inch, almost. By military standards, I've never been a good professional drinker. For starters, I have a fully functioning 'enough' gland that tells me pretty accurately when I've had more than two or three drinks. It gets mightily annoyed at me when I don't listen to it and have say, eight or ten drinks instead. Then it gets mean and vindictive against me, sending conspiratorial messages to my bladder telling me that I have to acutely take a piss nearly every fifteen minutes — even when there's nothing. Almost the first thing Jasmine asked on her interview was:"My aunt told me that this job includes lots of fucking. Is this true?"She had me by the balls."We do not force anyone to do anything they do not want, but fucking the bosses may really be an advantage." I replied."Oh, don't get me wrong, sir." She said. "It really made me happy to hear about the fucking that goes on here. I simply love fucking! I only hope that you people have big cocks, but it will be just as good even if not. Quantity.