The infidel cracks a beer, lights a cigar, smiles & says "fill it with water".My wife, brother and his wife all laugh & sure enough, the guy laughs to...o. Once again I make eye contact and then looked over to the washroom.A few minutes later, I excuse myself to go to the washroom. There are 2 urinals. I stand at one & unzip, pull out my pecker and fully retract my hood. I hold it with my opposite hand so that if the guy comes in, he'll be able to see my pecker, if he is so inclined. I am standing. I can already smell something wonderful coming from inside.The sight that greets me when I step into the kitchen makes me grow horns immediately. Sally is bent over sliding a flat pan of garlic biscuits into the oven and she's wearing a bibbed granny apron – and nothing else. I can see a tuft of dark fur peeking out from between her legs and I know this picture was timed for my benefit. She closes the oven door and stays bent over at the waist, looking over her shoulder at me and bobbing her. Is it silk?" I just said, "mmmm, hmmmm." Then he put his hands on my hips and pulled me tighter into his cock as he started to make sexual rhythm. I said, "What are you doing? Are you drunk?" He didn't answer and reached one hand up to my chest and started squeezing my titty and his other hand started rubbing my ass. He said, "You have a nice ass." and then started kissing me up and down my neck. I didn't say anything but I was breathing heavy and was as hot as could be. Then he said,. More skin was exposed than what had to be covered. It was evident that they were whores, and Ramesh was their caretaker.“Now, show me what you do to get customers’ attention,” Ramesh said.“Hey, you, I’ll suck your cock for a thousand rupees,” said one of the women standing up.But Ramesh was not satisfied with the response. He wanted them to be more seductive. He wanted them to give men an instant boner. He demanded them to showcase their skills. He even agreed to raise their pay if they perform.