My Mom expired some six months ago. She was the nicest soul, loving me too much. During her life, she protected me a lot. After her demise, I became o...der overnight. The only child of her parents, I had to become the 'lady of the house'. At 19, I had to act as hostess during those social and business evenings which Dad would often organize. I enjoyed them a lot.One afternoon, while dusting the bed room of Dad, I just found out that he had left a video-cassette in the player. I opened it and lo,. “So did you like what you saw in the mirror?” Carol asked.I hesitated and then could barely croak out a yes.“Have you ever hand a hand job in a bar before,” she asked looking into my eyes. I am sure she saw my expression, either as shock or fright. I didn’t know which emotion to attach to the way I felt when she asked the question.“Well have you?” She asked again, “Because if you haven’t this is going to be your first.” She said and her hand again moved on my cock. I felt her fumble with my. My cock had got just a little soft but quickly harden back up as we talked for a minute and she played with my chest. Mary stood up and took off her pants, she had her back to me and I thought her as was perfect. Then she turned around and much to my surprise, she had the biggest most hairy bush I had ever seen. Light brown hair was every where, and it was long! That was almost a deal breaker. I always imagined and neat, well trimmed bush like my girlfriend has. But then I saw pink! I could see. Ek hasin kacchi kali jeysi chut milega mujhe.to main haan kar dia.aur tuli ki plan mutabik chalne laga.Do din baad hum fir mile ek lovers point main.wo us din jeans-top pehen k ayi thi.hum log beth k baate karne lage ek dusre k baare main.tuli bahut hi khus dikh rahi thi.then wo mere kandhe pe sir rakkhi aur main uski gaal pe haat ferne laga.tuli ki gaal ekdam gulab ki pankhudi jeysa soft tha.wo slowly apni hoth mere hoto k saamne laane lagi aur hum kiss kie.kya naram mulayem hoth thi uski.tuli.