” Ajit smiles and says, ” Mamuni, Kajol is pretty alright. But she is not as beautiful as you are. I like to marry a girl like you.” Sumathi is ...ery happy to hear her son say that. “You think I am beautiful, son? Thank you. I’ll search for girl like me from now on” At this point they both laugh clamorously. Ajit then takes his mom to the Calcutta Saree Bazar and buys his mom two sarees like the sarees Kajol wears at the movie. The sarees are also called ‘kuch kuch hota hae’. They are very. I look at her and see that she's crying now. Her arms are crossed under her breasts tightly and she's shivering. She looks incredibly perplexed about something and I'm worried. My heart instantly melts seeing her so upset and I have to help her. "Baby, I don't understand! What happened in your room? Sweetheart, you can't possibly be this upset over your hair. Please tell, Daddy. Whatever it is Daddy will fix it. I promise you." She looks at me and tears tumble one after another out of her. I figured that Honey had begun toweling dry."Lincoln! Would you look at me!"I looked up and saw her coming into the front room. She'd just stepped out of the shower; but she hadn't toweled dry. She was a golden goddess with the droplets of water still clinging to her skin.The big bath towel was draped around her shoulders. It wasn't that big. It didn't cover up the front of her at all. And that's what she was looking at-at that moment.There was a black and ugly bruise on the top of her left. Chris dropped his eyes back to her pussy as she snaked one hand over her the flesh of her belly. Rubbing across the bare skin and slowly dipping down between her legs. Chris broke stride for the first time and quickly lifted and pulled his shorts off. His hard cock springing to full length and bobbing in the air as he returned to paddling. He regained his rhythm and continued to paddle slow and steady, his cock bobbing and bouncing with his movement, the head glistening in the sunlight from.