They did try to quell some of the enthusiasm by giving them some sobering statistics about success vs. failure in the music industry. They let them kn...ow it would take a lot of hard work and practice, which is something Bob had already impressed on them. The "elders" were a bit surprised but very pleased that he hadn't sugar coated anything. He gave them the real poop and they were going to have to decide for themselves if it was worth the effort. Bob was not overtly pushing any of them to do. Shifting weight from one heeled leg to the other. Hands at my side. Not looking you in the eye.I had made a reasonable attempt to look nice for you. The maid outfit was fairly cute, I guess. The shortness of the skirt showing off my stockinged legs. The tightness of the top accentuating my little titties. It was the blonde, shoulder-length hair, straight and fringed. And my makeup was smooth and subtle. My lips pink and inviting.But more than cuteness was needed in my current situation."So, why. She smiled both with her mouth and with her big eyes. I pulled her to her feet.In the bedroom, I stood by the bed and quickly stripped until I was wearing only my boxer shorts. Maryam was stood several feet from me, facing slightly away. She kicked off her shoes and took off her sari ,skirt . Wow, she was just gorgeous. Now she was now clad only in a bra and white cotton panties; her light brown skin was glowing; it was smooth and flawless.Maryam then turned and looked at me with a shy smile. And soon, she let her juices out. What an amazing sight it was! A milky body with pink pussy and the glistening juices. She made me lick all her juices and said, “Aur kitna tadpayega apni bhabhi ko, Rohan. Fuck me, Rohan, fuck me.”Hearing such words from her made me hornier. I went up on her, guided my cock at the entrance of her pussy lips and in one stroke, went inside her. She made out a loud moan. Her pussy was tight like anything as if she had not been fucked properly by her husband.Bhabhi.