That meant that one of the others should be Natasha's mom, it was.So who was the fourth?Uhmm, mid to late thirties with dark hair and judging by the w...y they jiggled as she walked she had a pretty impressive rack. It wasn't anybody I recognised from school that's for sure.Could it be Kirsty's mum?There was some similarity in their appearance. I couldn't recall seeing her before but that didn't mean anything, as I'm not the most observant of people. I continued to ponder the issue as the group. Naturally I asked her why all of a sudden she had shaved all of her pussy hair off and the reply she gave me was that she had done it to make it more pleasurable for me when I gave her oral sex. The truth is that while her pussy didn’t taste differently I still believe that I was licking her pussy hours after another man’s cock had been inside it.Further to my belief that she had been unfaithful to me about a month later she decided to allow her pussy hair to grow back, only this time she. It bothered Lynn at first that her BFF and I didn’t get along, but once she realized that snapping and snarling was how Tori and I best related to each other she relaxed and enjoyed our sparring. Thank God, though, that despite Tori’s prickliness and obviously high-maintenance requirements she had a boyfriend because it meant that she was often out with him and thus not around me as much as she might otherwise have been.Mark was a good guy, too. I liked him, although I can’t say that I. Nevertheless, I had a good childhood and enjoyed my stay in the orphanage. I was good at my studies. I excelled academically and performed well in sports too.In the orphanage, I had many friends. But among all, I was close to Rajesh. He was also an orphan, plus he was a cancer survivor. We shared our sorrow and happiness. He was never adopted by anyone, unlike others. So we both shared a close bond with him. From the last few weeks, I noticed that Rajesh was going out all weekend to some.