Sheila was a fitness fanatic. Her muscle/fat ratio would be the envy of many star athletes, but she also had truly massive mounds. Sheila hated that m...ss, so she hid them in a corset-like undergarment. As a side benefit, she found the tight fit comforting. I think it was a metaphor for control. The bustier also supported the full weight of the tits, so that gravity had never gotten a grip. The results were two of the firmest breasts I had ever seen, regardless of size, and the smoothest,. Mummy ne unke taraf dekhne lagi dadaji ne kaha tumhara sankoch abhi gaya nahi kya mummy ne kaha humko gudghudi hota hai dadaji ne kaha nahi hoga aadat ho jayega dhire dhire unhone sir niche kiya aur meri mummy ke hoth ko apne hoth me fasa liya aur apne hath se meri mummy ke hath ko chitak karke hata diya aur mummy ke fuddi ko chune lage. Meri mummy ne hath aage karke dadaji ke pith ko pakada liya dadaji ab lap lap lap lap lap lap lap lap lap lap lap lap karke meri mummy ke hotho ko chumne lage. He left the room, and I heard him tell Ted to bring Lisa in on my bed and tie her like me. Dan came back with a ballgag and buckled it deep into my mouth. I knew that Lisa was only ticklish on the bottoms of her feet. Ted started exploring Lisa’s body with his fingers, looking for any reaction, while Dan straddled my thighs and tickled both my armpits at the same time. I was already laughing and squirming, when Dan bent over and started sucking my tits while he tickled me. I hadn’t been tied up. I sat around all day trying to think of how to ask her about that night but before I was home I received the same text about the girls going out for drinks. I protested a bit but she went anyway. Same as before she came home late but not stumbling drunk. She kissed me good night and went to bed. I woke up early and waited for her to rise. I brought her a cup of coffee then began fumbling through my questions. She sat up very seriously and told me everything that was going on. My heart sank when.