She had four cocks in her face and two others were waiting behind her head. One of the guys just couldn't control himself and as she worked four cocks... with her mouth and hands, exploded over her head, sending streams of cum over her upturned face to rain down all over her lingerie and legs. Two minutes into things and she was already covered in cum from head to toe. Indeed it was going to be an interesting afternoon as I sucked an errant glob of his jizz off her left foot. I found myself hungry. ..please don't do this to me. I....I promise to behave. Iswear, I will be good from now on. Just don't do this to me," he begged."Sorry but you've had your chances," she replied.Working steadily, she brushed out both sides of his head, braided itinto pigtails, looped it, and fastened it to the side with a red satinribbon and bobbie pins. With his hair done, she began applying makeup.Using liquid foundation and powder she had his complexion smoothed out.Pink blended into rose eye shadows covered. I looked at her and took her face in my palms. “This was to salute your beauty and charm and also to complete your revenge with your husband.” I said. She kept looking at me. She surged closer to me and pulled me forward letting my pelvis burying into her completely. Her pussy felt warm, wet, and gripping. I reached under her and squeezed her ass as he pumped in and out of her. “Baapre Baap,” Aunty panted as my dick gathered momentum. “I love it!” she said between thrusts. I soon started. She winked at me. After she left I also got up. Her mother was engrossed in reading the magazine. Pooja entered the toilet. After making sure nobody was seeing us. I also entered the toilet and closed the door. I hugged Pooja tightly and I myself removed her top & bra. I madly kissed her boobs, face & neck. I ran my hands on her bare back. Then I bend down and pulled down her jeans. Now Pooja was standing only in her panty. She ran my hands over her fair thighs. I pulled down her panty upto her.