My cock is hard now, eagerly anticipating the touch of the plastic panties. I admire myself in the full length mirror turning this way and that with m... plastic panties mid thigh and my tight little balls and glistening member quivering just above. What a sexy perverted creature I muse, so welcoming so appreciative I am of my own sexual desires.Finally I ease the panties to my crotch. I cradle then caress my balls through the slick shiny fabric, marvelling at how smooth and tight they feel, how. Her mother had come home drunk . So she comes in the livingroom for a little chat teasing me a little having a bit of banter . Her mum was no older that 55 a bit curvy and had a nice round ass i couldnt really see her tits becauce of the jumper she had on but they looked good and she was still pretty for her age . We talked for a while when she got up to go for a pee as she walked out the door of the livingroom and as soon as she got to the toilet door she had undid her jeans and them down. She could walk well kind of but not run not that it stopped Ariana from making it to her chair. Next she cuffed her wrists always keeping enough slack in the cuff of her dominant hand so she could slip out of it should she need to get out quickly. Normally Ariana would have her hands behind or above depending on how she had tied herself up but tonight as she knew she needed much more she kept them cuffed in front of her. Allowing herself to play with her already wet pussy.After a good five. Par najane kyon us din ke baad mere uske prati vichar badal gaye aur mujhe apni dosti mein pyar dikhayi dene laga, aur mein man hi man uski ho gayi.Hum donon ke beech mein jo pyar ka rishta tha, woh hum donon ke bina aur kissi ko pata nahin tha, siva mere school ki pakki saheli ke. Lekin usse hamara yeh rishta ek ankh nahin bhata tha. Main ek ucche ghar ki, gori chitti, sundar aur kamsin-komal kachnar jaise ladki thi, aur woh ek garib ghar ka, dikhne mein kaala, patla sa bikhre-bikhre baloon.