What happened to my voice? Why did I scream like Hugh Jackman? Who wasthat gigantic guy in the mirror?I stood back facing the mirror slowly out of fea.... I looked again at thereflection of the mirror image. The giant is a brunette with bluish eyes.My left hand holds my face and the reflection follows. I must still bedreaming or hallucinating. That man is not me. Someone might havepoisoned me to make me see all this. Moments later, other figuresappeared in the mirror. Four old men with strange. She pulled down my pant hastily. “Wow! That’s so thick and strong, looks like a monster”, she exclaimed.She started sucking it and man! She was a pro at it! She did it so well that I came within 10 minutes. Then I got down on my knees and lifted her gown. The scene in front of my eyes was mesmerizing. A spotless shaved milf pussy and two white juicy thighs. They were so clean and shiny that they almost reflected light.I put my face in between those thighs, it smelled like rosewater. I started. I was embarassed, because living all together in Section 20 had removed any vestige of modesty. I tried not to stare at the brief flashes of pale skin or dark pubes or puckered nipples, then realized they were flashing me on purpose, and grinning at my increasingly red face. I glared at them as I tried to quash my grin. Suddenly I realized that I was the only one who hadn't changed into my night clothes yet. I blushed so red I glowed, and waves of heat from my face actualy warmed the cabin a. ”“Well, so what happened next?” asked Prachi.“We fulfilled our fantasies!”Silence—the women just sat there dumbfounded.Finally Nisha spoke up, “OK we need details” The other two women just nodded their heads in agreement.“Well first you guys have to promise me something.”“What?” asked Asha.“You can tell your husband’s about this, but no one else. I’m not embarrassed about what we did, but I don’t want people who might not be as open-minded as you girls finding out.”They all agreed and started.