Me soch me pad gai, per mere dil me bhi tha ki kisi videshi ke sath sex karke dekha jaye 1 bar, fir mene socha ki ye kabhi milega to he nahi haan karn... me kya jata he. To mene usse haan kar diya. Kuch dino bad usne mujhe kaha ki vo India aaraha he, kya me usse milna chahungi, me bahot khus hui or haan kar di, usne bataya ki uske kuch or bhi friends bhi aarahe he, mene kaha its ok. Koi problem nahi he.Dosto ye aaj se karib 1 yr pehle ki bat he, usne mujhe bataya diya tha ki iss date ko vo India. The man kept on rubbing my wife's bare belly. Suddenly he stopped and stared directly at her covered boobs. He ordered her to take out the tight pullover and show him her nice round tits.Ana stared at him open mouthed and then she looked at me...Again I did not know what to say. I was amazed about the power of this filthy old man had over Ana and me…I nodded again to my wife, waiting to see her nice firm loose tits.My wife reached around behind her and pulled that cloth over her head, revealing. Up on the third floor, privacy wasn’t a concern. I peed, brushed my teeth, and ran my bathwater. The bottom of the tub wasn’t as slick as it had been after Jen cream rinsed her hair yesterday morning, so I didn’t kill myself, and I took a quick bath. My hair is short enough that I don’t have to dry it, it will air dry in fifteen minutes. Once I’d gotten done with my bath and dried off, I walked out, still naked, to the sound and smell of bacon in the frying pan. ‘I like your outfit,’ Jen. I knew that my parents wouldn't let me out of the house like this. I took a deep breath and hurried downstairs. I called out to them as I headed for the door. I said goodbye and rushed out. I felt like a convict escaping from prison. My heart was pounding. I tried to imagine explaining the way I was dressed to them. I knew damned well that I couldn't have.I headed for school. I had gotten away with wearing my skirt without rolling the waistband over to shorten it yesterday. So I hiked it up a.