Kyu ki wo abhi bchi thi isliye mne apna hath wapis hta liya or uske sath chipak gaya fir mne use kha meri heartbeat dekh kitne tej h to usne shirt k u...r hi hath laga k dekha fir mne uske hath shirt k and dal diya or aoni chati pe dba diya or wo khme lagi k sch m tej h kyu ki dosto ye ab hona wajif h kyu ki m uske sath ese hrkt kar raha tha to meri gand b fat rahi thi. Fir mne use kha teri dekhne de to phle mne boobs k corner se touch kiya usne us tym brown top or cream jean dali hui thi mst. The insurance paid for everything but she insisted on home convalesce. I was able to take time off of work and help nurse her back to health. She asked me and I honored her. In hindsight I should of said no but I didn't realize my weaknesses---what weakness do you mean young man? My mother is only 5 foot tall but has a 38DD chest and an ass that could of been a star on soul train. When I reach under both of her armpits with mine and lifted her from her wheel chair onto her feet she hugged me. "Disappointed?" I ask, kneeling behind her as I place one hand on each of her luscious cheeks. With my fingers extended and my thumbs between her legs, I gently massage her fleshy ass while letting my thumbs brush lightly against the thin material covering her pussy. "You have an ass made for squeezing, Sis," I add before she has a chance to answer.Fuck! Maybe it's my imagination but her thong feels moist. Well, why not? I've been hard as a rock since we started this little game. There is no. Lying on the bed was Jess, THE JESS from my fantasies. If that wasn't good enough she looked fucking AMAZING !!! Sitting up with her back against the headboard, her legs wide open and knees bent she was dressed in the sexiest outfit I could imagine. To start with she had on a tight black pvc corset with her beautiful big tits showing over the top, nipple clamps in place and connected by a chain. Round her throat was a wide black/ red leather collar with three 'D' rings and the word 'SLUT'.