When she went inside I waited. She did not return.The next day she was out again hanging more clothes. I figured she must do a load a day or something... Once again she bent over and I saw a flash. From then on I brought my father’s binoculars with me to the table and used them to watch her as she hung the clothes. She did not do it every morning, and some days she came out in shorts; but most mornings I got to watch her.She looked to be in her mid 30's. She was rather pretty with dark hair. I. Gahr par dalne ke liye unhone patla sa soot rakha huay tha.Meri choot main hamesha hi khujli hoti rehti thee ki koi papa jaise lund mere bhi choot main dall kar puri tarah ander bahar kare jaise mummy ki choot main papaji karte the. Main sochne lagi ki kyon na papa ko hi apni aur akarshit karoon. Mummy jab logon ke ghar mein kaam karne ke liye chali jatti , matlab ki who papa ko apne kaam pe jane se pehle hi utha jaaati thee (mean unse apni choot ki pyas bujha jatti thee) toh papa ji uthakar. You look amazing like that in your boots, shiny latex and nipple clamps with chain hanging between them.I slip a hand between your legs from behind and feel your moist pussy. I tease you there and discover I can easily get two fingers inside. As you are standing like that I could also choose to put my thumb in and rub you from the inside with my four fingers teasing your clit from the outside. I go to your bedside draw and take out a vibrator with ‘rabbit ears’. I turn it on and insert it. " she sobbed. "Okay, that is all, pet. I will waive the five additional strokes. We are done. Now go stand in the corner like I said," I told her. She looked at me with tears running down her cheeks, but she obediently went to her corner. As she walked away I caught the glint of a shine between her lovely legs. I had to smile. "When the alarm goes off, you can come downstairs with me. Not a moment before or you'll get another just like this one, you hear me?" I said. "Yes, Master," she said. I.