So basically Sudha and her husband used to run a small shop nearby and that where we used to go buy our cigarettes from.Now let me tell you about my S...udha. She is a typical Indian Homemaker in her early 40s with assets of a goddess. I wouldn’t say she is thin, but she has fat at right places. She always wears saree while in the shop.I had an eye for her but never had any intention of being physical with her as I was enjoying the show she was putting on for customers and I thought to myself ”. Her eyes flicked down to my bulge and sipped her coffee. ‘Well, you can wait a little longer, I’m not wasting a second cup of coffee.’ Grinning, I sat beside her and grabbed my mug of coffee. Her dressing gown was slightly open and I had a clear view of her breasts. Another twitch of my cock, which I’m sure she noticed but nothing else happened until she’d put her empty mug on the table. ‘So, the same again?’ she asked. ‘Yes’ I replied eagerly. ‘But in a bed this time?’ Grabbing me by the hand. After creating a stir in the bar and leaving with the 3 guys, the taxi ride back to their hotel was an eventful trip of groping wanking and finger fucking. All the way on the way to the room the guys fondled her tits and arse. One of the guys had an idea and knocked on all the doors from the lift, apparently the company they worked for had taken all the rooms on this floor for the middle and lower management attending a conference, and asked if anybody wanted to fuck an ozzie slut. Well I guess. The hotel was basically made of logs/planks of wood and no bricks. I checked in a room with one more adjacent to me. I got undressed into my Night suit and started watching TV with dim light on.Suddenly, I realized that some couple had checked in the next room and could hear some giggling noise and they sounded bit romantic too curiosity kills the cat. I checked through the slits in the partition that a young girl of about 23, 5’7″ seemed very sexy hot. She, yes, had golden brown hair, 34D, 26,.