Her pink sweater had a very low cut neckline and I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra and her cleavage poured out of the top which resulted in a rag...ing hard on for me.I asked her to sit and instead of setting across the table from me she moved the chair beside me and set facing me with no attempt to keep her skirt from hiking up. I could clearly see she was not wearing panties as she kept her knees parted. She caught me staring, “It really is okay to look,” she said, “I want you to know this is. She sat on her bed, and spread her legs. I couldn't believe my eyes! I was given a perfect view of my sister's pussy! I then figured out what she was doing. She had these pads, like acne pads, or moist towelettes, but something else I guess related to feminine hygiene, and she started to wipe down her twat with them, including holding it open to get inside. At first, I was too shocked to react, but, after a moment or so, my brain clicked back on, and I started to imagine the pad she was using. Don’t worry, we know how to share.” He then put his large hand in my wife’s hair and gently pulled her off his friend’s dick. “Okay, my turn. I just told the man that we like to share.” He then guided her head to his even equally impressive cock. They looked to be about the same size. He sucked and slurped it noisily and he let his head fall back with a look of bliss upon his face.“I’m sorry, we’re being rude,” the first man then said to me. My name is John and this is my friend, Terry.” His. His friend was in his room making phone calls. all of which were in Thai. at one point he was almost yelling in an argument. we waited in the living room for him to come out and let us know what the plan was. i crossed my fingers hoping that he could get us in. finally he came out of the room and my heart sank as he looked cross."Well here's the situation. they won't let you in because you are a free woman. only slave women or women pimps may enter."my heart sank."well what if i pretended to be.