Hence she became very depressed and she felt like becoming mad.That is when she decided to talk to people and make friends to divert her loneliness an... escape from her depression stage. She put her son in play school at the age of 3 year. There she met Sindhu and Bindhu who also put their child in that school. She became close to them and within months they became close friends. Sindhu was housewife, her husband Engineer. They were very rich. Bindu was beautician, her husband is a customs. Which by the way were now wet and covered with her cum. I was using one in her hole to make her cum again.I stayed with my mouth on her snatch as long as she wanted and she held my head as she sat up straight now watching me. Her ass cheeks were hanging half way off the table and she was rubbing my head and encouraging me to suck her harder or lick her faster or finger fuck her deeper.My finger was all the way inside her and I pushed harder to get it a little deeper. Finally Jenny had enough. `Oh, God!' I thought, `We'll be wearing everything after all, knickers and bra - the lot.'"I think we're lucky that they're about the same size as the girls."The TransformationMy mother insisted that I had a bath and then come to her room, which I did after drying myself. I was handed the white silk knickers to put on and as I drew them up I felt very silly, noticing the lace trimmings on the hem and embroidered pink roses. I slipped off my dressing gown and my mother slipped my arms through. Farhan not stopped himself and drank the final mouthful piss.Then I again gave him a blowjow, when his dick was boner, he said, “Why not you sit on it??” I released my salwar and took his cock direct in my asshole and moving slowly on it. This was my first time when I took a cock in my asshole without using oil or cream. We both felt dryness in sex. I requested to Farhan for make it wetty. Farhan took his smelly cock which came out from chocolaty asshole and sucked it, he applied lot of saliva.