You are zen. Breathe in, breathe out. You can do this. Calm and tranquil.’My moment of peace and calm was shattered, however, when my older sister E...rika burst through the door, threw her handbag on the kitchen counter and went straight for my fridge.“You’ll get no joy or happiness from there,” I told her. “I’m on diet factory.”Erika sighed angrily and shut the fridge, a little too heavily for my liking, the wine glasses and bottles of expensive merlot I had on top of there clinking and shaking. So, Arun is staying in a rented apartment in Delhi and works with an IT company. He lives alone and two girls from his office stay in the apartment just above his. Their names are Tara and Kara. Tara is a typical Indian girl, wheatish but has awesome assets with boobs to die for. She isn’t conservative but isn’t too open with others. On the other hand, Kara is quite chirpy and is fair. She has blonde hair and is very fair in color. She likes to talk and is quite open.Arun has always had hots. She was in a servant's clothing. He didn't recall ever seeing her before. He reasoned she had been hired during his absence."I would like to see Miss Grace Wheaters please," he almost begged the girl. He saw a look of compassion in her eyes."I don't know if she will receive anyone. She seldom has company. Who should I tell her that's calling?" Frank Maloue." Step inside and I'll see if she will receive you."He stood at the door and waited. Ten minutes went by before the maid appeared again. She. He unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor exposing his erection. He rubbed it up against her slit pushing his cock head within her crevice. Steve could feel the warming sensation the cream produced, on the end of his cock. He rubbed the fleshy helmet from the bottom of her slit up to the top, rubbing it circles around her protruding clitoris. Katy moaned as he stimulated her already engorged clit while at the same time, her sister manipulated her nipples.Steve aligned his cock with.