Uma Pemmaraju and M. McCallum seduce college guys.
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Uma stood before the group, her tiny frame was stiff, she was very nervous as she began to speak; "Ladies, back in my country of India, I would have been whipped and stoned for what Martha and I did in my fantasy video. God, I love America. I would like to thank Martha for the support and assistance in my fantasy. I think it's a lot tamer then most I've seen, but for me it was a giant leap. I hope you all enjoy it and please be kind." She hit the remote and the video started.
Martha had a hand held video camera and was videoing Uma driving around town. A lot of students were hurrying about and Uma looked at the camera; "Good afternoon ladies, Martha and I are cruising the campus to see if we can pick up a couple of studs so we can have our way with them. I have a camera here on my lap to record any fun Martha comes upon and she, as you can see will be video taping me."
Martha focused the camera on Uma and she looked like she was dressed to kill. Her short dark legs were bare; her feet were in tiny sandals. When Martha panned up her legs, a tiny pair of tight white shorts looked as if they were painted on Uma. The pant legs were nearly non-existent and the gusset covering her dark haired pussy showed through the thin white material. She panned upward and her flat dark skinned belly was very alluring. Her belly-button had a fine piece of jewelry and made her look even more desirable.
Moving higher Martha zoomed in on Uma's large firm breasts. They looked even larger seeing they were on such a small compact frame. They had to be a large C and it was evident she was braless under the thin material of her skimpy halter. She zoomed in tighter and her dark nipples were poking through, winking at the camera.
When Martha let out a tiny moan she panned up to Uma's gorgeous dark skinned face and she was smiling into the camera. Her dark sultry eyes were smoking with lust and looked very inviting. Her lips were painted with a bright red lip gloss and what amazed Martha was just how small her mouth was. She knew there was no way she could have taken some of the larger cocks who were at Rebecca's orgy.
Uma's long thick dark brown, almost black hair was gorgeous, with not a single strand out of place. Once again Martha let out a tiny moan as one of her hands moved to her pussy and rubbed it as she imagined Uma's tiny mouth latched onto her pussy. She was broken from her dirty dream when she heard Uma speak.
"You know Martha, if we don't find a couple of studs soon, we may just have to go back to my place and take care of one another, what do you think?"
Martha nodded as she lowered her camera and looked directly at Uma's dripping wet red lips. She wanted so much to close her lips on that tiny mouth and drive her tongue down her throat.
They were stopped at a light and a small traffic jam, Uma picked up her camera, turning it on she aimed it at Martha to give everyone a view of her body, she looked fantastic.
Martha has an almost see-through white blouse on. There were only three buttons buttoned. The lower part of the blouse was tied in a knot and showed her flat bare belly. Moving lower her long shapely legs were nearly bare. She was wearing a tiny black pleated skirt; it barely covered her pussy and well over a foot of luscious thighs were visible. She panned upwards and her long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail and her dark blue eyes sparkled at Uma, just like Uma, her lips were painted with a very wet, bright red lip gloss. Her tongue came out and slowly ran it around her full red lips, making Uma groan now with excitement.
Suddenly there was a horn blowing and Uma dropped the camera and took off from the light.
They drove around campus; Martha adjusted the third camera that was mounted on the headliner of the SUV. It was able to pan into the back seat or front and was triggered by a motion detector, but also could be overridden remotely.
"You know Uma, if we don't see a few guys soon, we'll have to call it quits for today."
Just then Uma pulled over to the curb. Trying to cross the street was a couple of college students. One was a large white guy; he looked like a football lineman.
Uma drooled when she saw how large he was, seeing most men from India were slight and short, this guy was about six foot six and weighed about two-eighty. He was pushing a shorter, but very muscular black man in a wheel chair. He appeared to be a football player also, but had a cast on his right foot.
As Uma pulled up next to them, Martha lowered her window; "Hi guys, looks like you're having on hellava time there. Would you two like a ride and enjoy the cool air conditioning?"
The white guy pushing the other guy gave Martha a big grin and leaned into the window and looked Uma and Martha up and down; "Well pretty lady, we'd go anywhere with you, but we may have a problem getting Charles here into the car."
The overhead camera focused on him and he was even better looking then they anticipated. He had a Heath Ledger look about him, but with a large larger frame and an even nicer smile.
Uma opened her door and bounced around the car and as she stood next to the white guy, she looked up at him. He towered over her and her knees got weak; "I think between the three of us we can get Charles in the back. Martha here will be in the back with him. She can pull while you and I lift. What do you think?"
Charles was smiled from ear to ear as he watched Martha climb into the back. As she leaned forward, her unencumbered breasts swayed back and forth inside her loose fitting blouse. He nearly leaped from the wheelchair as he hopped on one foot to the open back door. He gingerly slipped in, his short sweat shorts rode up his thigh well muscled black thighs and the bugle between his legs was very prominent.
Martha hooked her hands under his arms and pulled him onto the seat. His back pressed firmly against her swaying tits and she felt a shiver course through her lush receptive body.
Uma opened the back of the SUV and the white guy tossed the wheelchair in the back.
The two of them hopped into the SUV and sped off. Once back into the traffic Uma looked at the guy next to her; "Hi handsome, I'm Uma and that's Martha in back with Charles. What's your name?"
"I'm Tony, Tony Menelli, Charles and I are on the football team here. I'm an offensive guard and Charles is a running back."
Charles chimed in; "Well I was a running back, now I'm just a hopping back."
The two women laughed and Martha placed her slim white hand on his leg with the broken foot; "How did it happen Charles?"
With a pained look on his face he started; "Well I made a cut, but my body went one way and my ankle said, oh no you don't and tried to go the other way. I sort of blew out my ankle. I should make a full recovery, but need a lot of tender loving care and a lot of massages."
He smiled up at her when he said that and Martha could have sworn she saw his cock jump when her hand moved a couple inches higher on his muscular thigh.
