On all fours his arse sticking in the air he lent his head to enable him to lick and kiss his dominant wife's high heeled boots.*smack* Daz had been b...sily kissing and licking Mj's boots and didn't see the riding crop as it was lifted and brought down hard against his arse cheek, it stung and took him by surprise, he stopped kissing her boots and reached back to rub the sore spot sitting up in the process. Mj had begun to laugh quietly to herself and muttered something like "this is going to be. Ma ane kuch jawab nahi diya bas vo leti rahi vikas dheere dheere dhake marene laga aur maa ke boobs bhi tabata aur chusta jar aha tha maa bhi aahe bhar ne lagi thodi der mai ma ane apni tango ko vikas ki kamar per rakLiya aur use bandh liya maa ki moti moti jhaho ne vikas ko daboch liya maa bhi ab jor jor se aahe bhar rahi thi aur vikas ko kas ker pakd rahi thi vikas ke her dhake ki vajah se maa ke stan mote mote stan hilte, jineh dekhaVikas ko josh aa jata aur vo teji se dhake lagata aur thodi. He groans in response and slithers a hand up my spine and cups the back of my neck as his lips travel down in between my pert breasts and lands on my stomach. He slowly pulls my top up over my head and drops it on the floor beside us, revealing my silky bare skin covered only by my lacy red bra. Joss swirls his tongue steadily around my belly button and I grab his hair, moaning at the tingling feeling his actions are sending through my body. "Take off my pants," I order. Joss looks up at me. Her senses had come clear, but she was waking from a dream become reality. She had dreamt of her son's touches, his mouth once again to her breast like when he had been her babe, her little man as she called him. She had dreamt of changing his undergarments as an infant, then as she had watched his penis had grown. All of him had grown and she had been left in her dreams with a full grown Preleis naked before her. In those dreams, she wanted him more than any man she had ever wanted. Where they.