Without exaggeration, the pinnacle of my life experience. I can try to describe Sophie, but I’m afraid I can hardly do her justice. She is a stunni...g beauty in a petite frame (about 5’1”, 105 lbs). Her chestnut-brown hair falls down below her shoulders, in waves, though she likes to straighten it ‘because it makes her look more mature’. I prefer her hair au naturel, tied in a loose pony tail, but I understand why she would want to look older. At 25 years old, she looks maybe 21 and people at. His palms shivered as it touched her soft breasts which was hard at the center, as her nipples rested against her son’s sweating palms. He stood like a statue in that position for a few minutes. His mother remained unmoved too. He could hear his mother’s breath getting harder.He started to slowly move his palms around her breasts. He for the first time heard a mellow whistling breath sound of his mother and he noticed that his mother had closed her eyes unable to bear the pleasure of her son’s. I agreed and my FIL slept with his head on my lap. I switched off the lamp because of my shyness. My FIL then started tonguing my nipples lightly and then started sucking the milk out of my boobs. I thought he would spit it out but he started drinking the milk as he continued sucking, the pain started going down. My FIL was lightly fondling my other boob which was still full and paining. After a while he changed side and started suckiling my other nipple and there too my pain started receeding. I reach under my legs and quickly touch it and realise it is one of the double dildo's we have. "Don't touch it" he says angrily and spanks my cheeks several times again but this time does not use his fingers to ease the tingling. "You are being a Naughty Boy" he says and spanks me again using the paddle. I say "I am sorry Master. Can I have some Poppers Master?" He passes the bottle to me and I lift up the mouth of the hood to my nose so I can sniff deeply. It makes my head feel good and with.