The cage was cutting into him, as his cock tried to rise. "Please can I have the cage off?" That's Melissa's decision, Scott."Melissa giggled, "Not ye...."With his hands he massaged the foot the way his therapeutic massage instructor had taught him, but all the time he was looking up his mom's skirt at her red panties. He was wondering why she was wearing red, when he knew that most of her undies were white and a few black. From his memory of going through her things, she had only a couple of red. I picked up the phone and put money into the slot at the top and punched in the digits for her phone number. I listened to the distinct European rings, hoping that I would catch her after her bath so that I wouldn’t have to wait very long before seeing her. On the 4th ring a soft and very familiar voice answered and I melted as I heard her ask again hello. I composed myself and said the words I knew she would know only belonged to me, ‘my dear one, good morning’. I could hear her excitement. Upon entering, she had a pep in her step like we were on a shopping spree. After a trip around the adult book store looking at movies, toys, and lingerie, we headed to the booths in the back. A group of five guys followed us. With the authority of a drill sergeant, Jenny ordered, “Okay, let me see your cocks so I can pick one to suck.” She inspected them all and settled on a chubby older guy with a long, shaved cock. Jenny told him to go into the booth, and we went into the adjacent one. Once. Ahhh… Kore uthlo. Vapa pithar moto Bishaal Jonee-ta haat’er Mothoy chepe dhorte-ee Maa Aamar haat-ta Jonee’r upor aaro shakto kore chepe dhorlo. Hate’r Mothoy ter Pelam Maa’r Jonee-ta Aaro Gram hoye Ful-e Uthlo!!! Komor Jhaki diye ghano ghano shash nite Laaglo Maa. Tar par Maa’r Jonee ghashe ghashe tipte shuru kora matra Maa eesh…..eeesh….ohhh….uhhh bole uthe Shamne-Pechone pachhata dolate shuru korlo. Maa bollo, “Madan khub bhalo Laagchhe….khub bhalo Laagchee…korte thaak sona.” Maa Pachha-ta.