Then she leaned back in my arms and gave me that mischievous twinkling smile.“So where’s me reward then, cheeky lad,” she said, putting on the l...ilting Irish brogue I loved to death.“Right here’s your reward lass,” I said as I stuck out my tongue and wiggled it at her.She hit me on the arm and called me a pig. Then she hopped off my lap and dragged me to her room just down the hall. By the time I had one boot off, her hair was out of its bun and wildly flying around as she worked on the. You could cut yourself, ' I replied, 'Wait I have another solution.' I gave her Rashmi's hair removing cream and explained how to use it.'Okay, I will do it later, ' she confirmed.The next day when I put my hand inside her sari I found her cunt soft like the butt a newborn baby and devoid of all hair.That night I told Rashmi that tomorrow is F - Day. 'What! So soon, ' she exclaimed.'Yes, tomorrow I am going to eat her pussy, ' I smiled.'And you think the session will end by your fucking her, '. Both rooms would be hidden from the rest of the shop. There would be a door into a tiny vestibule, turn left and you were facing the door to the bathroom; turn right and you were looking into the lunch and coffee nook. The last of the workstations would be located in the rear of the shop, separated from the three others by a wall with a large arched entrance. This workstation would be used for hair coloring, which takes longer and requires long periods of waiting between steps. A separate. I want to do it,” I quickly responded. Once mom finished her cleaning, she got me a pair of clean pajamas and led me back to bed. We cuddled for some time as I hugged her. My dick pressed against her stomach and in no time at all it was hard again, but in spite of my becoming hard, we both quickly fell sound asleep. The next day was certainly a strange day. Mom was cheerful and happy, a far cry from the somberness that she had portrayed for weeks. As for me I spent most of the day in an.