Mummy ne bola yaaar yeh kya bol rahi ho.Phir aunty ne mummy ko kiti party ka invitation diya.Mummy ghar aa gayi or sonu se pucha ki sharma aunty ko tu...ne btya hai toh sonu bola ki ha .Sharma aunty ke mujh par kafi ehsaan hai.Mummy chup ho gayi.Phir next satruday ko sharma aunty ne mummy ko kitti party ke liye phone kiya.Party ka dress code white legging or suit tha .Mummy party ke according mumy yeh dress pehan ke sharma aunty ke yahan chali gayi.Priyanka aunty ke ghar par jab mummy pahunchi. I started biting her lip, then nibbled along her neck and took her ear lobe between my teeth. Although she winced, she also started breathing harder as she reached down and started massaging my cock through my pants.I looked at her husband and he winked and gave me the thumbs up. I told him he should pull his monster from his pants and stroke it as he watched. He said "thank you," and I knew that he also had a submissive streak to his personality.I had a full length mirror on the wall and I. “Penny was sitting here and heard me. I was direct and told him in no uncertain terms he had to cut it out.”“Thanks,” Sam said. “I appreciate it.”“You’re welcome. If anything happens, let me know. Both of you.”“I don’t think he likes pregnant women,” Penny said. “Not the way you do!”“Penelope!” I said, but I was laughing.“I think that’s my cue to leave!” Sam laughed. “You two have the WEIRDEST relationship I’ve ever seen!”“That’s because Penelope here felt she was a good match for me, but she. I can't do anything about it with my hands cuffed behind me. In once instant, I'm shocked, surprised and aroused. It's the first instance of any overtly sexual behaviour since I came here. In an instant I remember that there is almost certainly more to being a slave than being kept naked and washing floors. But, she isn't supposed to be doing that I'm sure.I hear the sound of a door handle turning. Judy's fondling stops. A voice says, "Ah, you are here. Bring her in. Take her hood off and leave.