"Zala looked me over again. "Jean? Are you French?" Partly," I answered."Hmm, I wonder which parts?" she mused as she pointed to a chair. "Have a seat... and we will begin."She took a seat across from me and sent Jahzara to the kitchen for two glasses of cold tea. We sat silently until Jahzara set the tall glasses on the table."You may go now," Zala told Jahzara. "You do not need to be here to distract my tutor."Jahzara sighed and said she would return in a few hours. She flashed me a smile and. They demanded a minimum of one lakh to proceed further. Their condition was no photos; no video tapes were to be used during the time period. I and another girl were open. We both were widows. My hubby passed away six months backs and my in-laws kicked me out. I had seduced my brother-in-law into fucking me and I was a slut in our housing society. So I decided to become an officially a whore while keeping my social respect.I knew Nalini from my college days. I knew that she was into some sort. She invited me to sit and asked me if I had any experience in landscaping, which I did. She then walked me downstairs to the basement to show the apartment. It was very nice and I was already stoked about the possible move. She asked me if I had a girlfriend and I told her yes. "What would she think about her boyfriend moving in the basement of a home owned by a lonely, divorced lady?" "Does it matter?", I laughed. She smiled. "Well the reason I'm asking is because I'm also looking for. She had enough of my pleasure and time and after all she's my Asian toy for the night,, she said it many times to stop me pulling her hair and gagging her when she sucked me ... Hhsha omg I'm such a bully at that point... Instincts must I guess,,,So the best part of this story for me, was watching her spurt a massive load whilst I grinded her slowly with her long legs on my shoulders... She didn't even touch her little boy clit and I wasn't even going fast and she just screamed the house down.