Next day, Sunday, I thought about drinks, sudden an idea came in mind, I locked my flat and moved to the 601, I pressed the bell. Mr. Singh has opened... the door and asked what happened Ravi, You need something or bored alone. He said to me, "come inside first."I moved inside, he drank as normal he did, he was living alone too. He had no family and he had own bar in his flat.I said, "Uncle, can I take some drink and smoke, if you give me."He said, "Why not dear, take a glass from kitchen and pick. "Dark hair blue dress" I was already looking and affirmed her choice. My choice was a guy in his forties. Average heigth, reddish brown hair and quite good looking. As I always check guys out from bottom to top you can imagine my surprise when I came to his face and finally I realized he was eyeing me. I should have been embarrassed I suppose but instead I walked right up to him and introduced myself and the girlfriend. We talked about the market and the number of the vendors that were selling. He called Laila and fucked her on the road side. Then he dropped them in front of Savita’s house. Imran was there coz he knew that Laila and Savita came. Savita’s parent not at home, they were going to attend a function in relation. Abhi and Imran started licking their pussy. Abhi said, “Wow!! Taste of your pussy is better than last time.” Savita replied, “Bhosdike, This is SEMEN not vaginal fluid.” But till then Imran and Abhi cleaned their pussy and swallowed all mix semen coz they were not. He planted her in it without letting go of her hair, then he pulled her head back to look at her face.“You are a cockteasing little cunt! You sit there and watch while I show you what it is to be a proper whore. You can play with that pussy but don’t you dare fucking cum!” he sat at her.Without waiting for her reply, he quickly walked over to Hannah and brought her around to the side of the desk so Becky could get a good view. “Now whore, let’s show this little cunt what I want from my whores!”.