She can still show herself to the other men but no more sex. That includes dad. She nods and says yes boss. I fucked her 3 more times that day.I decid... to have her shave her pussy for me. Then I have her go with me to the neighboring County to the adult bookstore where I buy a vibrator a strap on Dildo some lube, hand cuffs and nipple clips and a collar. Then we stop at a hardware store where I buy some eye bolts and rope and wooden poles. She looks at me puzzled but doesn’t say anything.. Barmuda khultei amar dhon jeno yaaahoooo bole laf diye beriye elo….ami aste aste tate haat bolate laglam r dekhte laglam ….dekhi boudi ebar nijer saya khulche ……sayar dorita khultei saya ta horke neme gelo r ar amar bisfarito chokher samne boudi sudhumatro ekta sada panty pore dariye ache….e ami amr sapneo vabini ..dekhlam boudi paye kore saya ta tule bichanay tule rakhlo erpor pichon ghora theke amar dike firlo …isshhhh ki jinis……..sundor size r shaper duti mai ……khub bbaro na abar khub choto. Mom giggled and wriggled her ass a little."Wassa madder Mikey? Mommy too heavy for you?" she teased, her voice slurred by alcohol."Nah mom; just getting us both comfortable for the long trip ahead," I replied.The conversation dried up after a while and I drifted off to sleep.I woke up some time later and was aware that dusk was approaching. More alarmingly I had a raging hardon that was lying uncomfortably along my leg. I was very aware that mom was fast asleep in my lap and realised that it. The beauty of Queen Catherine, however, is not that kind of beauty - it is not the beauty of a caring mother that settles disputes between men and cools their passions, or a youthful, tender girl that can make a boy's heart bloom and the man inside him awaken, or the beauty of a wife that gives her husband the strength to carry on. No, hers is the beauty of a huntress, a seductress, a vile she-demon. Hers is the beauty of a that dooms, that controls, that makes the man a slave, an obedient.