I was hoping your family would put me up for a few nights.”I took him into the house and we told my parents everything. My dad was a huge fan of his...and he had no problem with him staying. I showed him to the room across from my room. I have to explain something about the third floor. It was used as an apartment. The room Brad was staying in was the living room. So it didn’t have a door. My room was the bedroom and it had a door. I think at one time there was a door at the foot of the stairs.. It was Uma, my other good friend Kishore’s mom. Omg, she had closed the eyes half and riding, lifting her bulky bottom off creating an awesome view for us. Her black, shiny booty would bounce on his cock in a rhythm that made us hard below.I couldn’t believe a woman I thought so decent, so homely and so innocent would be bouncing on another man’s cock that too in the open. I started rubbing my cock from my pants watching that. So did Sid. Soon the man wanted a better position perhaps to release. ” Both women have pensive expressions.Suddenly the owner smiles as she says, “Darker hair, say honey blond, and tight curls may work. I’d have to look at the finished product. The curling should shorten the hair enough to fool most people.” She leaves, and she shuts the door behind her. With a soft giggle Francine sits Gordie in a chair and washes his hair. While dying the hair from its natural very fair (almost white) colour to a honey blond colour she adds a chemical to help it keep the. We will decide tonight and we will agree daddy. I will die if I were to loose you. We shall let rest of out life decide what else happens but within our house I belong to you and you are mine. I am going to bathroom to cry briefly and will come back."Taran was left amazed at Neelima's maturity even though he knew she was mature beyond her years and level of education. He gulped the full glass of red wine. He got up to refill his glass as he turned he was unaware his untied bathrobe hanging.