Mr. Banerjea had one sister who chose not to marry as she was studying nuclear physics and had her eyes on doctorate and she was around 32 and was sho...t, with specs and like all Bengali lady had large breast and was extremely fair in color.They also had a maid Manju who was 19 medium built and big breast and was black in color. I was trapped in this family of his wife, sister, maid, and his wife s two sister tapur and tupur and how I had two fuck overtime to satisfy these lusty and sexy. Maybe Baby boys ready to help mummy out, reaching over and rubbing the dog's ears”.“Well, perhaps you could work your magic on my cock, and see if you can get it to work,” I said as I sat down beside her. “Get it out then”, she said as she took the final drag of the cig and took a gulp of good scotch. Undoing the fly, I pulled my soft cock out of my pants, sparking interest from the wife and dog, pulling it a couple of times before the wife leaned over and before doing anything else breathed in. He was certain that there were no panty lines under the form-fitting stretch fabric button-down dress.When they heard the familiar clip-clop of her high heels across the honed limestone floor tile, they both turned to watch her erotic outline backlight against the afternoon sun. Her butt had a firm hard clench and un-clench to it when she walked. She did not flip and flop like the runway models. She looked like a tiger in high heels as she seemed to glide across the room.Mingh tried to hide her. I sensed rather than felt him behind me and just leaned into his chest and felt him wrap his arms around me. He showered my neck and shoulders with tiny kisses and nips of my skin which turned me on to the max.I let him roam his hands over my body and returned the gesture by dropping my hands and squeezing his ass cheeks and feeling his tight muscular thighs and hips. While reaching behind me I found the buckle of his belt and loosened that as well as the button on his pants. Sliding my hand.