As I regularly tipped her with 30 – 50 rupee. She also cleaned removes the bottles of whisky of last night’s. And even question me “why I drink ...o much of alcohol” I reply “because to stay away from loneliness”.She always takes bath before cooking and looks a tuned village beauty after that. I usually found her torn clothes hanging for dry near bathroom and 1 day I ask her “don’t you have nice clothes?” she replied she had only 1 saree which she wear in special occasion. Then I asked do you. I asked, “Laltu didi ke nangto dekhte chao?” (Laltu, do you want to see didi completely naked?)Laltu graunted: “Haan dada.” (Yes dada.)Me: Ami jhukte parchi na, ese didi r skirt ta kholo.” (I am not able to bend down, come and open didi’d skirt.)Laltu: “Didi korbo?” (Didi, should I?)Mimi: “Tomar dada r Jodi tate kharap na lage to koro. Tomar dada to parle tomake diye aj ki ki korabe k jaane.” (If you Dada does not mind, the do it. I wonder what your dada will make you do to me today…..)Laltu. After his initial refusal Doug towering over him must have changed his mind so he opened up and let me pour it in. It took a while but eventually he swallowed the lot. Doug cleared his desk with a very cliché, swipe of his muscular arm and laid me across the surface and knelt on the floor with his face between my opened thighs and kissed me softly from side to side. David never ate me out so my anticipation of his lips on my mound and clit was driving me wild. My breathing hastened until. "you like my dick, don't you my kimmy?" "i do, you know i do daddy, i got it bad, i haven't cum once this month. fuck, you have no idea how horny i am. fuck, i want to cum" we undressed. i liked when kim talked dirty. she only did it when her natural sluttyness slipped out from under her veneer of respectibility. she shivered, i wondered if it was because of the breeze from the water or the fact that i hovered over her, the mushroomed head of my dick just inches from her wet open cunt..