So anyone looking at me, can only assume these monsters, that stand proud and no sag, must be real. We have promised her, we’ll never tell who did t...ees for us. We’re both only 5’4”, small waist and because of what my dad accomplished, before he passed away, we live in Montana on a very successful horse ranch. Going right along with what I look like, something else my mom and I have in common, we both love cock. The problem I have just happened recently. The ranch hands and a few guys from. Once Peter was old enough to cum, she often had sex with him.She said that, on most occasions, the sex was part of a show for other people who were there and it was not uncommon for her to be fucked by several men on the same night. That was often the case with Peter where he was told to perform with her after he had been serviced by the men including giving them oral sex and then fuck his mum and auntie Eileen who was often there.This shocked me a bit but also explained why she now lived with. “I knew it, you fuckin’ perv! I knew you’ve been jackin’ off in my panties! Wait until I tell mom that I caught you red handed!!!” she continued.This was a situation that I simply hadn’t considered. Penny would most certainly tell mom, and I’d be branded for life. My mind was scrambling and my dick was rapidly deflating from fear and shame as my brain struggled to digest what was happening. This was supposed to be another great jerk-off, instead it had all gone horribly wrong.“Gimme back my. Master-ji had a smile on his face now. Ramlal by this time was busy with the sewing machine stitching some cloth. Maya: Master-ji though it is 36 size as per the ashram, the cups are too small for me. Master-ji: Ramlal, give Madam a 38 size blouse to try out. Maya was surprised that he did not even bother to see her blouse once to look for the problem. .----Now FurtherMaya: But Master-ji I wear 36 size. Master-ji: Madam, when you said you are having problem with the cups, first let me fix.