My girlfriend's mom and I decidied to stay at the hot tub. She had several more drinks and said she was not feeling well and asked if I could help her...up to her room. When we got up to the room she was acting pretty drunk. She asked if I could help her take off her swim suit. Now my girlfriend's mom is not hot. She is like any other mom, in her late forties, a little over weight, bleach blonde hair. Her one piece suit came off easy and she was standing there naked. Her boobs sagged slightly,. Anyways she greeted me saying, “Hi”.I looked at her and said hey.She asked me so you have moved in here recently?I told her “Yeah just got a job here so was in a hurry so took a broker and got this flat”She looked at me for a while and said “Well I’m Swati Mishra ,you just moved in so decided to say hi. u need anything well u can just give a knock”.I did not know what to say but managed to say”Well hey I’m Steve ,I am good just wanted to finish getting a few things as ill b joining work. Now, she was enjoying quite different sensations from different bodies, and enjoying them all. Her hunger for variety and change was growing, at the same time as she became aware of limits she wasn’t at all sure she wanted to traverse. For instance, much as she enjoyed the sight and taste of Fluff’s tattooed penises, she wasn’t at all convinced that her vagina was ready for that sort of penetration. Then one evening, when visiting her aunt, she found three visitors being entertained by Amna. There were six columns of slaves. Each column was led by a rather muscular, naked man standing between the traces of small drag sledges. Their muscles tensed as they pushed against the front bar that went across the traces. On each of the sledges was a small stack of concrete blocks.“Drudge slaves,” the General said with a smile. “... good ones.” He paused and his voice changed slightly, “They don’t bring in much money,” he continued, “but the sight of them keeps the local men in line.”Behind.