I’d been with a very wide age-range of women in life and the one rule I’d drawn from my experiences was that older women always gave me more satis...action in my hunt. Younger women tended to fall into a wearisome role of passivity in the play that is seduction. Sure a 20-something might have softer skin and perkier tits, but those are more related to the old in-n’-out, and as you know - I’m not about the in-n’-out. I’m not much of a phone conversationalist - I guess I rely to much on those. She had a look of annoyed mischief on her face while at the same time trying to get me to drop my guard and just fuck her and her sister to satisfy their horny cravings. It made me feel paranoid like they were trying to manipulate me but I couldn’t figure out the angle or maybe they were just sluts who liked cock and any dick would do?I wondered if I just waited until Betty woke up then I would know for sure. I was afraid that they were right and I’d be kicked out and that would further my. Then I bent a bit and took her left nipple into my mouth and started sucking. Mrs. Hema moaned and said, suck it Rahul.please suck both my breasts hard.We both were enjoying a lot. After I gave her breasts the treatment she needed, Mrs. Hema pulled my head and started kissing me. We kissed hungrily for some time. While kissing her I had raised her saree up to her mid-thighs. I put my right hand inside her saree and started rubbing her pussy on top of her panties.Mrs. Hema moaned loudly. Her. The last time I'd seen her I'd hooked her up with a buxom lady. I knew that she was into being fisted, so I told Di. My guess was that this wasn't her first stop tonight. She went to the end of the bar furthest from the door as I made her a g& t. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and a tight hug squeezing her 36d boobies into me. Aahhhh. She proceede to tell me about a bra fitting she'd done. Her name was Dina and Di told me she was a 40F. I got a little lightheaded. Giggling Di told me how.