Marilyn returned it, sort of. With no further conversation, the girls silently shared the intimate act. Slowly, carefully, Karen snipped away tufts of...dark hair, dropping each handful in Marilyn's wastebasket. When she thinned it sufficiently, she startled her sister when she abruptly stood up. Holding up one finger, she silently slipped into the adjacent bathroom and ran some water, returning with a small bowl with scalding hot water.Carefully, dipping a washrag into the water, she then ran. That mad me wonder, if she liked it so much getting fucked by that guy, well then he should fuck her.For a long time i had the fantasy of sharing my wifewith another guy, and now i would be able to make it true.I told him about my idea and since he was allready fucking her we should do her together.But since i was sure she would not willingly do that i told him that i would be gone the next day, and that i wanted him to go over to her and fuck her so that i could come home and do surprised but. He had 2 sons, one was in Delhi and the younger one was about to get married in a month. The second son left to Chennai on my second day to do some textile purchasing and his mother also left with him as she didn’t want him to travel and stay alone just days before his marriage. So, there was the old man, myself, Anu aunty and a part time cook in that home. The cook would come twice a day and cook meals as well as snacks and eatables, clean the kitchen in the evenings and leave.I was happy to. The pupond fruit can only be found deep in a cave on a small island. Not many people know this, but I overheard the Master talking with captain Cararel who we normally purchase the fruit from. Apparently, this pupond fruit has the most delicious taste your tongue will ever settle upon. Of course, I wouldn’t know, I’ve never got a chance to sample it. But I can cook the best Par Du Pupond. At least that’s what I’m told. I learned this recipe from the previous cook. He’d been cooking for as long.