At that time we talked a lot and we become close to each other. We exchanged our numbers. From then on we used to chat very much till late nights and ...had so much of fun.After completion of my B.Tech degree I came to Bangalore for job searching. In Bangalore I resided with my brother who is working as s/w engineer. In our apartment we( that is myself and my brother as my brother hadn’t yet married ) reside in 1st floor and my another cousin’s(I will just write him as 2brother) family resides in. So did the rest of America. She was one of the highest of the high fashion models; her picture had graced almost every major publication in the free world.Her call came in just when I thought the summer doldrums couldn't get any worse. The mid-afternoon temperatures here on the Florida Keys in early July were very humid and well into the 90s. Winter tourists had long since gone home and it was still a little early for the families with children that invade us every summer.I picked her up at her. Before I had a chance to sayanything a shrill whistle sounded. The girls stopped instantly. "Girls!" came that voice I'd heard on the phone. "Mr. Jamieson is herefor an interview, Give him space!" "What job are you giving him?" piped up one of the pretty young things,eyeing me up and down. "He might not be suitable," said the voice, which I could eventually seecame from an unattractive woman in her early 30s, coming down the stepstowards me. She smiled at me and I took her. Her soft, warm body writhed and bucked as he surged in and out of her happy cunt. His heavy balls bounced with bruising force against the soft bottoms of her juice-smeared ass cheeks. They were churning, ready to pump her cunt full of boiling fuck- juice!"Ahhh, give it to me, Jack!"Her brother fucked on and on, his ass bouncing rapidly, plunging his cock deep into her pussy. Her cunt juice splattered out and coated their pubic hairs and thighs every time their bellies smacked."Ohh, it's so.