I looked down at her hairy bush and wondered if she would wake up if I went in for a taste, my heart was racing so fast with excitment that I was shak...ng, I shook her very hard one last time and called her name as i watched her tits bounce and she started to snore a little louder, she didn't stir at all.I then climbed on the the couch and touched her knee and ran my hand down her leg touching her muscular calve, I looked at her hairy pussy and touched it to see if she would wake up and she. It was'nt completely hard yet so I began by kissing it all over,licking it then taking the head in my mouth.He went "oh my god that is so good. You really know what you are doing.That is incredible." I stopped and said "experience is a good thing." "You got that right" he said.His cock had grown quickly in my mouth and it was a mouth full.He pushed on the back of my head driving his cock to my throat.He said "Pat can I talk dirty to you?" I said "as dirty as you want I'm no prude I have heard. Oh! What a sight it was. I pulled out her blouse and bra and started licking and sucking her right nipple and kept on pressing and tickling her left breast with my hand. Sati was now moaning loudly. I then brought her down from the cot and took out her Sari within no time. She was now standing in front of me with petticoat only. I told her to unbutton my shirt which she did with her trembling hand. She told me that her husband is a drunkard and does not fulfill her needs. Also told me that she. "There, all done, and don't you look pretty?" the woman smirked at mewhilst I nervously opened my eyes. She held up a small mirror and thereI was, with a giant butterfly painted on my now slightly whiter face.The body of the insect was painted on the bridge of my nose in black,and a black dot between my eyebrows represented its head. Two blacklines on my forehead, which went up and then curled around in circles,were the butterfly's antennas.The wings were coloured in light and dark shades of.