Her smile seemed loving, her eye hazel eyes alight. Her auburn hair again swept over her right shoulder. This was not Samantha. I said,”Sam?” She ...responded with,”Yes, darling.” I said,”Did you see?” She nodded her head and her smile got bigger. “Yes. It's s beautiful. Thank you Adam for buying it.” She replied. I loved this version of Samantha.“I thought of you when I saw it. I knew that you would love it too.” I said. Sam brought her head down to mine and our lips touched. The light kiss. My drunk friend slipped off her panties and turned her back to me, her hands on the countertop next to her friend, who was still being pummeled by the guy behind her.I rammed my cock into the shaved and very wet pussy in front of me, as my partner grabbed the hand of her friend standing next to us.The guy next to me nutted. I could tell the moment he came. He slapped the butt of his partner and pulled on her long hair, which made her scream. Her knuckles tuned white as she held on to the hand. While am telling I saw his face and his friends face glowing with happiness. Then the barber’s friend got a phone call and told the barber that he will come back soon. After his friend went out,the baber took the shave blade and shaving gel from his kit. As it was summer season I didn’t switch on fan my mom’s body is full of sweat. First the barber removed her saree pallu I was just seeing it from a side. Then he stretched her hands and there was lot of sweat. He smelt that sweat and licked it. Come! Let's get dressed and join the others."We sat down with the other wives in a breakfast area a short time later. I looked around at my new home as my wives busily prepared the table for our meal. The room was nice, simply furnished and very clean, with magnificent views of the mountains through the large, shielded windows.I was surprised to find my mind making comparisons with my other homes. My quarters here were very similar to my cathedral at Karbala, none of the rich splendor I had.