Mark then finally gave into Aura?s pleas for a mirror. Hebrought in the big mirror from the bedroom and set it in front of Aura so shecould see how sh... looked. A moment later she wished he hadn?t bothered. Herhair looked horrible. She looked like she was wearing a bad wig of short verytightly curled hair made from the beautiful hair she had sported that morning.Aura had previously thought she could live with a perm, anything to allow herto keep her hair she had reasoned, but now she wondered if. I rode to my wife’s friends house. I had stolen couple of condoms from my home and had them in my pocket. I also bought some flowers on the way and hand them in a different plastic bag. I was very excited. I ran up the stairs and rang the bell.To my happiness, sexy Madhu opened the door. She was shocked when she saw me, and blurred out – “what are you doing here”. I looked at her carefully. She was in a cream coloured salwar kameez, with her dupatta wrapped around her waist.She was obviously. Several of them started kissing and fondling each other while they were waiting to empty their cocks on Rob or me. I was pretty sure that some of the 400 men were even fucking both of us. Not before 8 AM the next morning the last one left the room, and Rob and I were sore, left behind on the benches. No matter how tired we were. Rob surprised me again. I was half asleep on the bench when he started licking the cum off me, on every inch off my body. He turned me on again. We got into a sixtynine. I was never able to peek at her cleavage.When I was in 9th, she was around 24 got married and soon her husband got posted to USA. Few days before they could leave, they lived in my house.The first incident took place a day before they left. My parents were out, her husband (lets call him K) was watching TV in the living room, Soumya was packing in my parents room while I sat on the bed in pretext of studying hoping to catch a glimpse at her.But as usual she was wearing a black dupatta on her.