The house looked better than most houses in the area. I watched anxiously.I was shocked to see that a gorgeous girl who was wearing a classic Bangla s...ri opened the door and embraced my father. Soon he went inside and the door banged shut. I followed and managed to look through a window. My father had no idea I was there and was seeing his ‘kartoot’.First, they were just talking, sitting in chairs having tea. I was trying to console myself that maybe he has just come for some work. For half an. That sure made me feel dumb. At least the elevator was fast and I got there just as the girls were stepping out of their taffeta and crinoline.Well, hell! I'd been hoping to see them in old fashion underthings, Bustiers, corset, pantaloons ... the kind you see in old late 1800's drawings, not push-up bikini bras and thongs. I guess my disappointment showed."We have to wear all that old-timey stuff everyday, Leroy. We ain't wearing 'em when we're partying."I nodded my understanding. At least. She writhed and moaned, finally pushing her tongue into Genie's pussy. She scooped out the thick juice - Ken had never seen a woman get so wet - and happily swallowed. Finally, after she had several welts on her tits, the bottoms of her feet were red and two welts on her ass were bleeding, she began to drive Genie toward an orgasm.Genie's dark haired crotch was soaked with slick juice and Jane used it to lube several long fingers. She worked them into the other woman's asshole, then began. ?I just opened my pant zip ?prostitute just remove your pant.? I did not believe my ears she is using completed power over me her language making me afraid. I just compiled and remain with my blue underwear in front of a young lady. She started smile and take move her leg on my cock, ?what is there under your underwear it seems plan, you have hide nothing other than your skin is it – show me what is inside. I am not sure you have one as of all other males.? I took down my head and looked at her.