“I love what you’re wearing but the restaurant might frown upon it.” Turning away from her, he looked back and said, “I’m going to go throug... my mail while you get dressed but be quick so we are not late.”As he disappeared back into the kitchen to look at his mail and hide his raging hard-on, he heard her say, “Fuck, double fuck!”Then he heard her get up and move towards the bedroom. He was sitting at the table sorting his mail when she came back out about five minutes later dressed in a medium. " Has she attracted any attention from boys yet? I'd be interested to see how she reacts to the attention." That's another mystery, I've picked her up a few times and there's no boys following behind, I'd have thought they'd be all over her, with her looks and figure, but no, they just seem to be interested in the posh birds and the goth chicks. Maybe she's not putting out the signals, although none of the clothes she's wearing are terribly sexy, in fact she seems to be wearing mostly jeans and. About the same time, as my tonged was lapping at this woman, my mouth was filling with globs of a thick , sticky consistency that I eventually knew to be semen! "I think that she just realized the creamy center that awaited her" laughed the voice from above me. "That's it, whore, suck Daddy's cum from out of my cunt."I licked and sucked as more and more thick globs found their way from her slippery center and into the back of my throat.'I cant believe that he had sex with her' I thought to. “Hi, I am Sheela,” I replied curtly, shaking their hands one at a time. “You guys don’t look Indian. Where are you from?” I asked curiously.“We are from America, love. I actually work here in India, in Bangalore, to be precise. I have been living here for the past 5 years. This is my gang. We used to roll together back in the US. They wanted to come over here for their vacation. So we decided to take a little car trip across your beautiful country,” James explained.“That’s lovely. I hope you.