L keep on squeezing and squeezing. Slowly taking my hand inside her blouse. I’ll knead her bare boobs like dough. My mom knows very well that asking...chapati is a signal for action and removes her bra purposely.My mom having eyes closed moans and slowly kneads the dough taking a long time. Reaching a high state, I whisper in her ears. “Saro, when will chapati be ready?”“Do you really want chappati?” she replies in a husky voice. Kneading continues. “Something is poking in my blouse. Attend that. Give me a really nice kiss, because now I turn back into Jeri Lundgren, socialite.”I didn’t agree with her, but I understood why she felt she had to do it.“So you turn back into Diana Prince now?” I grinned.She nodded and we moved our lips towards each other. We exchanged a soft, French kiss that lasted for several minutes. I let Jeri decide when to end it, and she sighed deeply as she moved to the aisle seat and shifted back to sit up straight in her seat. She let go of my hand, which she’d. Only one way to find out. I took my index finger out of my pussy and I started to rub my wet pussy with my index and middle fingers lubbing them up with my juices, one more look at the picture of the model pushing two fingers deep inside her and her face of pleasure and I knew I wanted to try it, I pushed my 2 wet fingers into my pussy and the feeling of my tight young pussy spreading to accommodate the girth of my two fingers had my mouth wide open gasping for air as a long low moan escaped me. “And if I weren't so whipped I'd be tempted to show you what I brought for Mistress.”“Oh, you got her something . . . intimate?” I batted my eyes at her as I moved to help her out of her other stocking.“Let's just say she'll really like it. In fact, I'm certain we all really enjoy it.”I lay her stockings over the back of the chair and gathered up her skirt while she tossed her blouse into the hamper. Off came her pale blue panties and them too. Mistress wants Her property to sleep nude unless.