We reached lady’s house at 10 minutes before 2.00 . She was expecting me alone and seeing a lady with me, she felt bad.“Sir, you should have told ...e that you are coming with a girl.. ” lady was sad, “she is so good , why you want me.”She opposed but i undressed her fully. Seeing her nude , mother also dropped skirt and pulled off top.“Rani, she is not a girl but my mother whom we fucked last night.”“Ohh god, i could not recognize ..” then again she looked at me questioningly.“She also want to. He was even more enterprising than Mike. He tried to push his knee between my legs. I gave in a little room, but not much. As we came back they invited me to sit and have a drink with them. “I will go and tell my friend and be back.” Again, I referred to my husband as my friend. This was no slip. I was letting Mike know that Andy was not that important. What possessed me to refer to Andy as my friend, to this day, I can’t figure out. Except to let them know that I was available as I wanted and. Linda start laughing when she saw it. He looked funny indeed.Within five minutes Carlos was bald. I applied some shaving cream to his head, and shaved him carefully. I then added some baby oil to his head so it looked shiny and sexy. I wondered whether I should cum on his head, but I was too shy to ask him, since that was not part of the deal.Next it was Linda's turn. She already had a short buzz cut, so it was even easier to shave her. I took the guard-less clippers so I could shave her like. He met a graphic artist at the company—a big, beautiful, blonde Swedish girl who became my grandmother. Their daughter, Ilsa, was a rebellious child of the late sixties. She protested and marched, and was even found chained to a tree in a national forest where they were going to log. That’s where she met Stew, my father. He’s a short dark half-Cherokee. A few years later, I came along and turned out short like my father, but blonde like my mother. I was obsessed with printing from the first.