I laughed. "You like that stupid thing?" I asked, pulling my shirt over my head and then shedding my shorts and boxers. "I've got one that even better... and it's hot and spurts cream."She glanced at me and screamed and threw the big dildo at me. I caught it and held it down next to my rearing girl pleaser. "Look, mine's just as fat. It's not curved like this toy, but I've never had a unsatisfied customer." My big cock was standing straight out from my groin, a dripping spear.She rolled off her. The two were making the usual sounds of gratification. I had made it my policy from the beginning not to disturb situations like that. It helped me get along with the incarcerated women who were living in a cat-house.At the third meeting, the warden asked me to take down the top of my uniform. The warden wanted to be titty fucked. I seemed to be his personal mistress after only six weeks on the job, although I knew a few of the inmates made office visits as well.The rumor was that the warden. ” We were on opposite sides of the small room and his hypnotic baby blue eyes were locked on mine. For the first time in my life I couldn’t stop myself doing something outrageous. Without saying a word I hitched my grey pleated skirt up to my thighs and fumbled for the elastic at the top of my thong. “Higher…lift it higher than that.” Stevie demanded in low voice. My heart was pounding as I lifted my skirt as ordered, with one hand and began removing my panties with the other; never. You have seen him since he was a kid. He is also like your son and he treats you like his mom. We don’t want you to be sick. So get rid of the saree Mom. There is nothing wrong in it. Ok”Ravi: “Yes aunty. You should take it off, else you will get sick”Mom looked at both of us and then hesitatingly removed the saree and let it fall down from her body and now she was just in her petticoat and blouse.Both I and Ravi looked at her and were thrilled. She had great pair of boobs concealed in her.