She has natural beauty. She has awesome assets but her ass differentiate from other ladies and gives her unbeatable edge over others. She used to wear...36d brassier and always keeps trim hairs on pussy. Sometimes I told her to keep pussy clean shaved or clean vexed but she never did it and teased me by saying. ‘‘Honey if you wanted shaved pussy lady then you have to marry other girl.This mom is not going to shave her pussy at any cost.’’I like her teasing quotes and never insisted to go for. I opened the door and Shanti was standing there in her usual attire with the black buttoned-up blouse and green saree. Her waist was glowing because of the humidity and her face was quite blushed due to the heat. Shanti looked gorgeous in that form.Shanti: Beta jaldi darwaza kholo Na , muje andar aane do. Fatafat kaam karke ghar chali jaungi aajMe: Ha kholta huI opened the door and let the maid in. She walked inside the hall and headed for the kitchen to do the dish washing.I closed the door. You know you shouldn’t be anywhere near me.’ I chided. She tugged down the sun visor and checked out her makeup in the mirror. Through pursed lips being covered again in a fresh coat of lipstick she replied. ‘Max. Come on, I thought we were friends.’ She feigned while exaggerating my real name. Making mockery of the fact that she now knew me as an FBI undercover agent and not as the financial consultant working for her husband. Seems like I have a lot of friends like Jessica lately. Friends. They seemed to be your normal run of the mill teenagers and Hazel watched as they sorted through the shelf of CDs, picking up discs that were of no real interest to her, but suited their young age. Hazel was tidying the shelf under the counter, when she heard the lads giggling. Getting up, she saw that they'd got bored with the CD rack and were now looking through the clothing rails. But not the rack of men's clothes. They were looking at the racks which held the ladies wear, in particular, the.