Robinson’s house which was just about a mile from where we lived. The moving van was just leaving as we got out of the car. Mrs. Robinson was on the... porch as we walked up. I immediately began to feel better about having to help out as I saw that Mrs. Robinson was at least ten years younger than my mom. She was not like the hottie cheerleaders I went to school with and jacked off thinking about so many times. But she was good looking with big tits and a nice ass that her cutoffs were showing off. She noted some things piled near the ashtray, she picked them up as she absently walked towards the clear table in the corner of the room. Longingly she looked at the bed before sighing."If I don't get ready now I'll be too busy later to get it done right." Again, her voice was loud in the silent room.Her suitcase behind her, its handle extended upright, had a slight desire to fall over due to the weight of the clothes it held within, so she moved it closer to the bed letting it lean onto the. It was cold. The streets were empty and I caught myself staring up at the pink glow of the working girl homes. With nothing to do and spare time on my hands, I walked up the tight stair cases and read the signs on the doors. Interestingly, they advertise their skills on the outside of the door, so you have an idea about what you signing up for. My door said "young, cute, very good blow job". So I rang the bell. 30 seconds passed and just as I was turning to leave, I heard the door open. A small. Pujari’s Ulluka got louder as he ordered to her to have my blessings as I obediently blessed her. With this as a silent instruction, the lady started to disrobe her niece in a swift sway. She was all bare wet and shivering inside.After she disrobed her niece, the lady turned towards me and bend forward to disrobe my dhoti. As soon I realized, I made a little gestural protest in shock! But the Pujari requested me to oblige and then my dhoti was opened both ways and the lady and the virgin.