Her husband got up and went to the bathroom to get ready. Debs started to dress. What shall I wear, she thought. She smiled again. Pulled out the...white summer dress she had bought and slipped it over her head. No underwear just the dress, it was the way she was feeling so she did it. The dress was quite sheer and hugged her figure beautifully. It had a low v at the front where the tops and sides of her firm breasts were clearly visible. If you looked closely you could see the darker. This story is about my married cousin sister who stays in Mumbai now abroad .her name is richa I call her richa didi .she is a mature bengali woman now curvy proper figure .her age is 30 she had one small k** 9 months .she comes very rare but when she comes she stays for 3 weeks .she is very joviual in nature and frank with me and act as a guardian to me as she is senior to me.Her husband works in a top corporate company and she is very naughty and friendly with me since from c***dhood and she. And it only works if your son knows that you actually drink. (You don't have to be a helpless drunk though; it's just this once.)Choose a time when you're alone in the house, but you know your son will be home (by himself) soon. Stage a scenario in the living room, where there's an empty liquor bottle or wine bottles, glass, etc. You will be bathed, shaven, and completely naked beneath a skimpy house robe. Sprawl on the couch as if you're sleeping or passed out, with the robe "accidentally". They sat at the end of a dirt road that overlooked farmland and in the distance, a bustling city. Ashley knew exactly what Travis had intended when he’d pulled up outside her window, and she’s thrown on her tightest Daisy Dukes and a white tank top, her hair free falling around her shoulders. So far, it was the perfect attire for her activities. She laid back across the hood, one leg tucked up again her butt, the other hanging down over the side of the car. She traced her fingers up her.