Although she had covered her front properly with her dupatta but still her breasts were so large that their outline could be clearly felt and seen thr...ugh the thin duppatta which was of practically no use to hide such mammoth breasts of her. I was then feeling angry at her for wearing so thin and provocative dress but I could do nothing to stop those guys from ogling at her and talking among themselves in low whispers about her. I can think very easily what they must be talking about her. Soon. Maine mom ko phone kiya aur kaha main dusre sehar ja raha hu kal aaunga.Mom ne bhi bola ache se jana, main ghar se nikla aur kahi ni jakar apne ghar ke piche wale raste se apne room me ghus gaya.Thori der ke bad bell baji mom ne darwaja khola maine aur raja aandar a gya raja bola meri rani aaj tera raja tujhe chodega tere bete ko maine bheja h bahar, mom ne kaha wo tumhara plan h, bahut gande ho tum mom ne us samay black colour ki blouse and black peticot pehna tha sirf jisme unki chuchi. He wenta little crazy after that, hitting her hanging body hard enough to sweep herfeet off the floor, leaving long bleeding red welts as she spurred him on,crying for him to hit harder and harder. ?Harder!? She cried to him, ?Oh, God,Scott, I need to be punished for being so selfish, for denying you the pleasureyou wanted, punish me! Hit me! Harder, Scott, Harder!? And then, when he tooka break, she replaced the three-tailed whip with a brutal-looking cat o? ninetails. ?Hit me with it, Scott,?. Curiosity got to me as to what I might be able to see through the small opening in the door, I creep closer.When I put my eye up next to the door I have to hold back the sharp breath that rises through my throat. Amanda was bent over away from me reaching down and rubbing shaving cream onto her calves. Although the glass of the shower was fogged up, I still had a pretty clear view of what was going on.The sight caused a twitch in my groin that only got harder as she ran her hands up and down.