They both sat on the sofa and I sat in a chair, we had a few drinks as we chatted and it soon seemed like I had known Jane for years as we got on so w...ll, I think we must have been chatting for almost two hours when Jane moved and her skirt rode up enough to reveal a stocking top and a tiny amount of bare thigh above it. I was finding it difficult to not look as we talked, after a few minutes I decided to mention it to her. She apologised and started pulling the skirt down, I told her it was. He playfully tapped the chain hanging from my breasts, watching it swing back and forth, before walking away. "I'll come back later," he said. He left the room, closing the door behind him.I shouted through the gag. There was no response. I shouted again, but I couldn't hear anything from outside the room. He'd left me. I protested one last time, a halfhearted attempt at a swearword, that he probably didn't even hear. The pain from the nipple clamps had become less intense, so I tried to think. He was saying,"Suck it baby"..ohhh,that's good baby",Suck my black dick...ooo yeah just like that. I reach down and touched my wife's slit which was soaking wet as I had expected. I said to her,"you look like you're enjoying his dick", "does it taste good"? and without a word she pulled her mouth off and held it in her hand and said "here ,try it " and pulled my head to his beautiful dick-I tried to act like I had never sucked a dick before and put my lips around his head and sucked like a baby. “Mom, you forgot some document in my room” he shouted and then recollected she had gone shopping and glanced at it. His heart hammered fast as he read his Mom’s note and the story. The story was very erotic and electric, the effect on him was several times more profound than it had on Sujata. She lusted for her son since last one year after she started enjoying Mom son stories. But Rohit’s infatuation started several years back.In fact, he vividly remembered his desire to grab her boobs when.