Soon after I finished myeyebrows, my hair was ready for wash. I kneeled down in front of thetub and started to rinse bleacher out of my hair. I shampo...ed my haironce and rinse it off again. And than I stood up, and went in front ofthe mirror. Oh my God, my hair was completely white, all brown colorwas gone. On the hair color box directions said that in order toachieve best result hair should be dry. So I took blow dryer and driedoff my hair quickly. Than I took hair color box and opened it. It. After her third she asked him to be her escort at an awards show in October in Chicago. He asked her if she was getting an award and she said hopefully. He said he would be there with her. She kissed him and as the kiss intensified so did her fuck. He erupted into her as she reached her fourth orgasm. She was more than pleased. After a couple of dozen kisses they got up and went to clean up the kitchen. He was by then accustomed to her fetish of allowing his cum to ooze down her thigh. ‘One. But then you always liked to travel light, didn’t you?” Inga teased me while twerking a little for Bjorg’s benefit.“That’s one way of putting it, blondie,” I taunted her playfully about going back to blonde hair, albeit strawberry-blonde.That was when Inga kissed Magda right in front of me. With tongue. Lots of it. My blonde ex-girlfriend and our red haired daughter made out like porn stars, no question of that. That was fine with me, even if it distracted Bjorg and Frederik from helping carry. No one was there so I looked around the room. There was a large window looking out over one of the inner city parks. The window was framed by curtains that looked like heavy material. I noticed that one of the ends of the curtain was unattached and hanging a bit loose. A low 3 seater couch faced away from the window towards the back of the room. At the back of the room there was a large old style desk with a leather top and what looked like mahogany wood.Each wall had framed photographs hanging.