35 pm five minuts above the deadline to win she declared slave lost & got out of the rickshaw steppng on kneeling slaves back & walked back to her bed...oom.After having her lavish lunch she was relaxing on her large luxurious bed then her bed room slave ask permission to speak she replied 'its better be important slave', then slave informed her that kids mother is suffering in terrible pain & agoney as excessive bleeding will kill her if the entire limb is not separated "you idiot slave dont you. Her tits looked big and loose. They were loose; she wasn't wearing a bra. She felt giddy with her tits naked like this. It was something she'd never done before, but she seemed to have these strange impulses ever since she had seduced her son."Call me Helen, Tom," she said.Tom was impressed. He hadn't expected such a young-looking woman, or one as attractive. He especially liked her big jugs. He had a weakness for robust women. He found her prettier than Linda, also."I think we'll go for a. He laughs softly as he feels that my lace panties are soaked. His fingers slip inside my panties, rubbing my throbbing clit gently before slipping a finger in me. I moan and the hand around my throat tightens in a warning. If anyone hears me, we can't play anymore. I bite my lip as he relaxes his hand and slips another finger into me. My hands reach back to his hips, clawing at his belt while he fingers me. Bringing me closer and closer to an orgasm, but right before I start, he stops. I. He sits there watching intently, drinking in the scene before him. Watching her soft delicate toes as the wriggle, over her legs, watching her soft thighs gently, almost imperceptibly glide over one another as she stands. Following the shape of her thighs to her vulva.So soft and supple, that dark shadow of her vulva pressed together, hinting at the soft, warm pink flesh beneath, his gaze, lingering just enough to make her heart pulse faster, her breath deepening as she looks at his intense.