”“No, please,” I protested feebly.“Yes, pet,” she replied, popping the p slowly, her fingers sliding down the inside of my thigh, tracing th... edge of my swollen pussy until I had to bite down on my lip to keep from moaning like a cat in heat.“Don’t worry, I’ll help. Finish unbuttoning your shirt.”Trembling, I undid the last three buttons, showing off my lace bra, very aware of how my nipples poked through the material, while she ‘held my place’ for me, flicking at my clit, rubbing it, leaning. .fir mujhe gussa aa gaya or uski dono legs ko apne shoulder par rakha or thoda jada spce banaya chut ka jisse lund aaram se ander ja sake or fir jo se jatka mara to lund chut ko faadta hua 2inch ander chala gaya…sonia dard se chillane ki kosis kr rhi thi par mne apne hath se uska muh band kr diya hta….Wo cha kr b chilla nahi sakti thi or uski eyes se pani aane lag gaya..fir mne or jor se jatka mara to pure lund uski chut mai chala gaya….wo mujhe back par se nelks chala rhi thi..or meri back par. “Be right back” I said and quickly ran off to the lady’s restrooms. I entered a stall and after carefully wiping the seat, slid my mom’s panties down to my ankles while I lowered myself into a sitting position. Once seated in the dimly lit stall with its graffiti marked walls, I lifted one foot at a time and removed my moms lace panties over my shoes and could feel my dampness already soaking them. This was going to be a problem later, but for now I had to pee quick and get back to where I had. "I started gathering my favorite spices to turn into a rub for the ribs. After I mixed it all up, I got out the ribs and began to prepare them for later."Nice rack," Sue said with a giggle."That's a sexist thing to say. How would you like it if I said that to you?" I said moving along on my preparation."You would never say that to me because I am your older sister Richard." I still appreciate a beautiful woman, whether she's my age or older." Are you calling me beautiful?" You are," I.