Mom bohut hi mast lady hai. Khoob ban than kar rahti hai. Yoga karti hai. Khoob happy rahti hai.Kisi se baat karti hai to bohut hi pyar se sexy aawaz ...ein baat karti hai. Jo bhi us se baat karta hai, bas uska fan ho jata hai. Mom ko dekh kar har kisi ka lund khada ho jata hai. Par mom kisi ko line nahi deti. Woh bohut dabang bhi hai to koi himmat bhi nahi karta. Uski body language bohut positive hai. Mom ki age 42 hai. Par woh 30 ke aas paas lagti hai. Usne body ko bohut achhe se maintain kiya. Theres my pretty little mouth I whispered at him. He formed his lips around my fingers immediately this time, maybe not wanting to drool on himself like yesterday? It just struck me as… intimate. A more rapid escalation to his acquiescence than I would have expected. Anyway, I didnt over think it, using my grip on his mouth to pull his head up and back into my crotch, so he was facing up at me while I rubbed myself out on the top of his head, smiling down at that massive boner of his. Of course. When Fifi forgot to curtsy, Mr.Walker gave him a warning, and just like that Fifi was back in his maidrole for the day.*****TWO MONTHS LATERIt was a Thursday evening, and Frank was at an after-work happy hourwith several coworkers. As the evening wound down, Frank found himselfface to face with Shelly, looking as sexy as ever. They made small talkfor a bit, until Shelly said playfully, "You know, I was a littledisappointed you never asked me out."Frank mumbled something in return, but he was. "Now will you tickle me?" she asked as soon as the top was pulled over her head."Shoes too!" Jim insisted. "And maybe... oh yes, that's just the thing!"He strode across the room and returned with a long, curly wig of synthetic red hair. He also brought a pair of sandals with yellow plastic straps and towering clear acrylic heels.Gretchen gave no objections. She was focused on her need to come. If she needed shoes and a wig to do it, then to hell with the confusing objections the voice in the.