Saras still on the floor and watch us. All the girl eyes are with tears and shame on the face. Both girls get into a doggy style which their asses are...shown up. I was instructed to lick Kasturi asshole. She started moans and her pussy starts to get wet. That man asked me to insert my little dick in Kasturi pussy. I pull her panties until her knee. I start to push my little dick in her pussy and start to fuck her. She didn’t moan at all. She didn’t even feel my dick inside. Saras start to laugh. “Do you know what this is called?” he asks. “It’s my weasel.” Father makes a garbled sound and then he coughs. “Is that what the sisters call it?” “Oh, no--they don’t call it anything. But it looks to me like the top of a weasel’s head. I just call it that by myself.” “It’s called a cunt, Angelique. It’s a beautiful thing and not at all like a weasel.” I’ll call it a cunt if it pleases Father, but to myself it will still be my weasel. Weasel seems more friendly than cunt. “Do you know what it’s. My eyes got bigger. The only thing between her and me, was a big white cotton towel. That barely covered her large curves. Her breast were so big, she had them squeezed under her chest. She was using her arms to hold them in. The top of her body was up off the massage table. Her lower half was flat on the table. I dropped my shoes on the floor, next to her purse."All set." I said. She turned her head toward me. "Yes! But, I've never had a man give me a massage. It's always been a woman. Luckily even i became one of them due to this project she used to talk to me chat with me irrespective of the time and she also introduced me to her family who were very open minded and warm so i dint have any problem to have a good interaction with her.Since she wears all body fitting clothes i always had an eye on her she has a stats of 34-26-34 may be that makes her get that hour glass structure even she notices me eying her more often but just give me a smile and continues with her workOne.