I don’t know how effective this was as she pumped cum down her thighs about halfway through, but next time she asked a little differently. “Mom, p...ease fill my shit-hole with fuck-lube and stretch me wide with my shitter plug!” Much more like it! While this wasn’t a house rule, Mom and Bec had enrolled in yoga classes twice a week. “Your sluts have to stay supple and flexible!” Mom told me with a smile, and she also had found some tantric sex exercises on the net which gave awesome control over. 'Put'm on anyways, I want to prove something.' So Anita did as Johnnie asked and put the pants on and stood there holding up the pants with her little hands.'Let go of the pants' Johnnie demanded.As Anita let go of the pants, they fell immediately on the floor."See' Johnnie said, 'these pants do not fit you.He put them on himself and not surprising they fitted.'This goes to show' Johnnie said full of shit and righteous zeal 'this proves that I wear the pants in this house, and what I say goes.'. We used to live just a few kilometers away from the college.Since my father was posted in a Gulf country for the past one and a half years, we both used to stay alone. My mom used to do yoga and running to stay fit, which used to give a glow on her face. She had a good figure and assets for a woman of her age. I was bought up in a broad-minded family. So I never felt bad when I used to see my mom chatting or talking to men around her. She used to wear mostly sarees in college, but at home, she. As she got closer to her 18th birthday, her parents became increasingly nervous and began preparing. The king ordered all needles, and to be safe, all other sharp and pointy objects, like knifes and swords, to be removed from the castle and hidden in a secret location until her birthday was over. Also, the princess spent more and more time in her room, hidden away from everyone else, and guarded by the king’s most loyal guards and her parents themselves.The night before her birthday they locked.