Mere dad ka naam surender hai aurvo merchant navy me kaam krte the aur unki sudden death k baad mujhe aur mom ko gov quarter chhod kr delhi aana pada.....Merinmom ka naam urmila hai aur vo housewive hai unki age 35 yrs hai unka figure 36 32 38 hai skin gori hai aur height 5’5 hai..Humari financial condition weak ho gyi thi toh mom ne ek nursing home me nurse ki job kr li fir kuch dino me nursing home walon ki help se hume do kamron ka ghr mil gya mai aur mom wahin rehne lage vo jagah nursing home. Years earlier She’d done camera clubs, lots of them, so this is my dream about attending one. When I saw the ad for Studio Janor, a week-end camera club featuring, among others, Miss Joanne, well I knew I had to overcome all my fears and attend. The thought of seeing my Goddess pose was too much, whatever the risks of being exposed as a pervert, I just had to go. After my initial nerves I relaxed a bit. The other photogs were all scruffy-dressed too, and one or two of them seemed a bit nervous. But he couldn’t do that. He had to know where he stood and it was better this way – better to know where he stood instead of spending the next few days hoping and wishing for something that would never happen. He wanted to just pack and leave right away. He could probably pack his equipment in half an hour and be on his way. No, he wouldn’t give her the satisfaction to learn that she could chase him away with a few hard words. If so, he would give her the impressions that he cared – cared too. His weathered skin and protruding gut didn’t match his nice muscular legs and arms. As my eyes reached his face, I could have sworn he was looking directly at me so I ducked down out of sight. A few moments later, I couldn’t restrain from taking a peek and had to look again, so I slowly peeked into the shed window again.He had climbed into the shower with the shower curtain halfway open. I could see the water running all over his older body, down over his hairy chest, smoothly over his round.