Angie?" I was noted far and wide as a smooth talker."Yes, I'm Angie. Was that a question?" You're Angie?" Yeah, Jerry, and I'm pretty sure you are Jer...y. Please let me know if in fact you are not Jerry."Gathering myself, I responded, somewhat glibly if I do say so, "Yes of course, I'm Jerry. Jerry Kinsolving. Damn Angie is it really you?"With a good deal of patience she said, "Yes, and this cute little child is Angela Marie."Wisely, I replied, "Ummm, that's a girl. Uh, is that your daughter?"A. Marilyn then stood on the bed and lowered herself over her boyfriend, into a squatting position, with her pussy directly over his upright cock. Janice then watched as she lowered herself onto his cock allowing it to slide back into her pussy and then began fucking him. Janice set there near the bed watching her friend, the best she was able in the darkness, getting fucked. Janice told me that the sounds of sex, the squishing sound of a cock sliding back and forth in a wet pussy and the moans. The only negative item in Boris’s report was that no more Nautch dancing girls had been dispatched from India for over two years.“Is there a dearth of girls suitable for training?” I asked.Boris shook his head. “No, Lillian Skinner has other enterprises, more important than training girls to serve in our Pleasure Domes. She now assists the doctor fellow she has paired up with to train native girls as nurses and midwives, or so Paloma says. Lillian and she still exchange the occasional. That coupled with Carol’s incredible cock sucking abilities meant this blowjob wouldn’t be a real long lasting one. Still it was over five minutes before my hips started thrusting up into her devouring mouth as we both resumed moaning in unison. Carol pulled off of me and gasped hurriedly ‘Cum for me, John! Give it to me, I want all of your cum!’ Then she dove back onto my cock sucking madly on the first four inches or so as her hands frantically jerked on the rest of my cock. ‘Oh fu-u-u-u-uck.