I didn’t care what relationship was going on. I had her as my mom, my friend and my lover. She again hugged me and asked me if i loved her. I told h...r that i was ready to die for her. She was so touched by this words that she tried to kissed me on my lips but i told her about the rules i knew my mom wanted to have sex with me. She didn’t want me to carry this guilt with me. But i knew i couldn’t carry on without making love to her. I told to meena be ready before 1:00pm because we have to sign. ?She has a lot of hair, Isabelle?, said the reporter. Isabelle smiled, saying, ?I can change that?. Isabelle went to get the shaver and then shaved off Fifi?s pubic hair, till it was just one pink crack. ?There, now you got no problem?, smiled Isabelle. The reporter had a normal face, letting the candle was drip on the poor Blonde?s open pussy. Fifi made a high moaning-gagged noise but all she could feel was too much pain. Isabelle was touching her cunt, putting fingers underneath her short. Her hands were very soft and I had an instant hard on by her touch. That evening I saw her speaking angrily to someone on call. Later she headed to terrace. I followed her there and I saw her standing thinking something. I just went to her and asked if everything was ok. She said everything is fine. I said you seem to be upset with something, do u mind if I ask. She said she was ok but just was upset with her husband. Her husband was on a business trip and was extending his trip for some. She had forgotten that she already took her medicine and took some more. So she doubled her medicine. At first I was worried she might over does but she said she has done this before and she will be fine. Amanda passed out and I was up all night checking on her to see that she was ok. After three hours of this I tried to wake her up to move from the couch into the bed. She was so far gone I couldn't wake her up. I tried everything she was like a limp doll. I carried her to bed put her down and.