If that goes well we will arrange a face to face interview. Well I can't seem too damn eager to do this. I've got to show them that I am very serious ...about this and have the stamina to see it through.? I thought to myself. Wait! Do I even want to do this?? Be a toilet for hundreds of women? I could easily die. Nah! They won't let that happen. God!!! It could be really horrible, couldn't it? The thought of it makes me want to gag. On the other hand.....the thought of it gives me an enormous hard. “Yes I do sis. With those very soft hands, how could I not?” Jeff asked. I didn't answer, we just liked talking like that. I just started one day and we liked it. I got closer to him and kissed him numerous times all over his head. Then as I was still stroking his dick nicely, he brought me in and kissed me passionately for a minute. “I fucking love you and your hands so fucking much sis. I'm glad your hands came with the package,” Jeff said. Then I laughed for a couple seconds and kissed him. ” I lay down on my back as she positioned herself so we were in a 69 position. I placed a couple of pillows behind my head so I could readily lick her clit. She pushed against my face as I flicked my tongue across her clit and alternately drilled my tongue deep inside her wet pussy. She sucked my limp cock into her wet mouth and teased my balls. I was so horny it wasn’t long before she sucked my cock hard again. Bronte sat up, turned and faced forwards as she leaned against the wall. She. I had a good look at his undies and package and laid next to my wife asking him to do her first and then me. He had a faint smile as he started doing her.After some time my wife asked what’s that smell? I pointed to Manoj’s massage shorts and said its stinking. Manoj was staring at me. I asked my wife if she wants it off? She was unsure. I ordered Manoj to remove the shorts and keep it in the hall since it was spoiling the mood.Manoj came back after losing his shorts and his cock dangled sexily.