I went to her and started to put haldi on her face. As it was night time, dark outside, a lot of public and everyone were in fun mood, no one noticed ...hat I was doing with vaini, except her.I knowingly put haldi in her eyes, while applying on her face so she can’t see who was touching her and her hot body, then i clean my hand of haldi on her saree. While her eyes were burning because of haldi and she became temporarily blind, i started to enjoy her body. As i was a healthy boy and vaini was a. Queenie's lips found my clit. Her tongue caressed it.My body exploded.I screamed my joy into her tasty twat. My pussy clenched, my juices flooding out into her hungry mouth. I probed her pussy faster with my fingers as my orgasm rippled through me.Queenie was right behind me.Her pussy spasmed about my fingers. Her pillow tits rubbed into my stomach as she writhed on top of me. My face was flooded with her tart juices. I closed my eyes as she squirted on my face. I loved that I made her cum that. At mealtimes Jen would tease Pete by keeping her legs widely spreadapart while facing him. Obvious to everyone at the table, Jenwould alternatively dip a finger in the moistness of her pussyfollowed licking off the collected juices. Jen was becomingbolder as the days went by. Exhibitionism that only a few daysago Jen would never of dreamed of became commonplace. Jen wasunderstandably beside herself. A plot to drive her nuts, Jenthought. Though at the time Jen didn't know it, she was. " "Thanks, I guess." "Ah, the seventies. That was the time I joined Bimboholics Anonymous, awizard support group. We met each week to discuss other ways of extractingrevenge besides changing people into bimbos. It was also about that time Ihad one of my sudden brushes with fame. I got a job supplying the costumesfor the Village People. It was a good thing I wasn't into bimbos at thetime or they might have been singing "YWCA"." "I take it, it didn't work out." "The cowboy never liked me.