As I was collecting the Passports of the Bengali Couple the last of my group the three ladies trouped in Woh. I was in for a pleasant surprise all thr...ee were worth a descriptionThe first one Mrs. Saroj Sinha aged about 44 yrs 5.6” in her heels a perfect figure in a perfectly tied well below the navel light pink sari a sleeveless low cut sexy blouse enhancing her figure, her long hair tied in a neat pony tail, truly this woman was oozing all class and sex, in the manner she was carrying. I finished high school and moved out of my parents’ house. I have good computer and word processing skills and tried for jobs in various offices, etc. but no one would hire me. The HR person at one large company said I would be “too distracting.” The boss in a smaller company said he would like to hire me, but “My wife would kill me.” I ended up getting a job as a hostess at a local combination restaurant and club. It sucked at both and was primarily more like a sleazy club for old people. They. Come in and join us for lunch." Mary orderedin her gentle way. Danny groaned quietly to me but turned on the charmby agreeing to Mary's invitation. I started giggling over my brother'sreaction. When we entered the house, I could see Mary had been puttingher granddaughter to work. The table was properly set and lookedperfect. There was a collection of different sandwiches and a fewsalads, including a cold Italian pasta salad that was something that Iloved. Mary knew I loved the pasta. "Hey Gary," said James to his brother, "this slut sure knows how to deep-throat a cock, you and the guys must have trained her well." Ah weren't that hard Jimbo. You shove a cock down a slut's throat and she pretty fucking soon learns if she wants to keep breathing." He started pushing up so that his cock plunged deep into her pussy. "God I love fucking cunt like this." He laughed. "What do you suppose it would be like to fuck that daughter of hers, what's her name, Caroline?" Whats the matter.