“Beta, kya kar rahe ho?” She murmured. (Son, what are you doing?)He kissed her ear and opened his mouth to say something, but he was at a loss for... words. What could he say; that he wanted to fuck her? He thought it better to just kiss her and so he proceeded to give her ear a wet kiss. Dipti sighed as she felt the warmth and the arousal that his mouth caused. Her hand found his hand and she led his fingers to her crotch. She raised her upper leg, knee bent, giving him access to the waiting. Sorry, butshaving it off was something he wouldn’t do for anybody.“Monique, I love you, really I do but I don’t think I can do that. I wouldlook like a k*d or a girl or something if I shaved it off.”“Dammit Alex! If you loved me you’d do it. I bet you’d rather dress like agirl than shave that stupid thing off.” (AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}});Angry now, Alex retorted. “If that’s what you want to hear,. Enough about me. My story really began whenI went home to Phoenix for Christmas last month.The day after Christmas I slept late. I knew myparents were upset because they had to work that day.Standing to stretch, I felt the cool air on my butt asDad’s old XL football jersey rode up my backside.Walking down the hall to the bathroom I heard voicescoming from the guest bedroom. ‘Oh,’ I thought tomyself, grandma and grandpa must just be getting up. As I approached their room to say. " she explained. She was an older version of Gloria in features and figure, but I could see that she wasn't wearing an bra under her robe, and her very full breasts were less firm than her sister's. She had creamy white skin, and hazel coloured eyes, and was wearing a maroon lipstick which complimented her complexion. She went on to tell me she was seven years older than Gloria - which, amazingly meant she was 72 - and had always been single. She worked in the fashion industry, and had been.