And all the while his cock remained between her legs...his bell shaped knob rubbing hard on her clit over her sopping wet panties...James's could feel...his balls begin tightening, aware his spunk was now well and truly filling them up, churning at the base of his shaft. His seed was seconds away from erupting from the purple head of his thrusting cock. The cock that was nestled between his mother’s stockinged legs. The cock that was nestled against his mother’s pussy. The cock his mother was. I avoided my pussy lips- which were starting to become aroused by my own teasing- and rubbed the soap into my legs. When I was sure that the rest of me was clean, I opened my legs and allowed my hand that was holding the soap to travel down south slowly. I moaned and gasped as the soap brushed over my hard clit, pulling it from its hiding place beneath the folds of its hood. I circled the soap around it and my hips started to buck against the stimulation. I placed the soap back on its rack and. His aide did bring two more ice packs for my sore and swelling hands.“I’m her attorney, where she goes I go,” Jenny said loudly enough.“We are her security team; we go as well,” Andy said.“Then why was BJ out there alone?” Louis asked.“She is the boss and demands that we follow direct orders,” Andy said.“And after a bloody nose and a bruised face?” Louis asked.“I still follow direct orders. There was no doubt that BJ would put him down. We train with her all the time,” Andy said.“So she ordered. Ami kakima k kichu bujhe othar agei or mukh ta bedhe dilam pasei porei thaka or blaug ta diye ar subir jhatpat darja ta bondho kore dilo totokhoneRaja kakimar padutom ek sathe dhore bed e tule dilo, kakima hatat khub bhoi peye hat pa churte laglo amrao tinjone mile kakima k chepe dhorlam. Raja ar Subir oder pant gulu khule kakimar dui hate dhoria dilo kakima etokhone bepar ta bujte pere hese fello edike ei baper tai amra tin jonei khub hotobhomvo hoye gelem kingkortobyo bimur obosthai darie.