But he had gentle eyes, kind eyes with radiance of tenderness and caring, smile that made her feel secure and protected.“You do Dev..you are taller ...han your dad, and fairer too…now I want to know where you got this fairness from..”Dev blushed.”from my beautiful maa”Priya smiled.But somewhere she sensed a flow of wetness, dampness. Looking onto him., he is not a boy anymore..he is growing to be a man..a stong, virile adult…his character was the one she longed from her bastard husband, she. I pushed the door open and cleared my throat loudly. Sarah's eyes shot open and she sat upright suddenly, her arms crossed across her ample 34dd tits. She pulled the covers over her lower half covering her daughter. as she looked up at me she said in a shaky voice "What are you doing here?"I replied calmly, "I was just dropping back a couple of DVDs I borrowed from Ray. You two look like your having a fun evening?" she seemed taken aback by the calm attitude I had in finding her in this. She knew he was looking. He was trying to be clever about it, but a woman knows when a man is getting his glances in. She was worth looking at – tall, nearly 5’10” with medium length natural blonde hair. Her long legs were topped by a round ass, which in turn gave way to the slimmer waist of a healthy woman in her 20’s. But she knew, ever since middle school when they first sprouted, that her boobs were the main attraction. She had learned to be picky about choosing bras and clothes that. Carlos should never play poker, I thought. "Carlos tell him I have $300 budgeted and that all I have," I said.Carlos spoke into the phone and then said, "$350 cash and he will try to finish tomorrow by five." Done," I said. It was a dance I was learning to do well, since I started to deal with Carlos and his friends."You are going to need the concrete blocks for the foundation. Juan and I could lay the piers but we can not lay the blocks and get them straight that is a skill we have no desire.