I expected to be ordered to straddle the kid's lap and the thought of that huge cock getting stuffed into my hot, slippery cunt made pussy juice start...running down the inside of my thighs. Instead the groom lay down on his nephew's legs and I saw what was going to happen. The best man came up behind me and started lubricating my asshole."Climb onto him and put his cock into your cunt." Said the best man.As I climbed onto the groom, I gasped as I felt his pulsing member press itself into my. She was naked in the portrait kneeling beside Kantabai while she sat in a chair. Surmabai was being controlled by Kantabai through a leash. Radha was stunned. Who would have made such a portrait? thought Radha “Fascinating is it not?” said Kantabai looking at the portrait. ”How one wrong encounter could make you dwindle into the world of bondage and servitude. I created this room for taking on more slaves. But it was no fun. But fate had other plans,” said Kantabai softly and holding Radha’s. My parents' bedroom door was ajar a few inches. Quietly, I pushed it open and entered.Mom was lying face down on the bed, head sideways and directly on the mattress, the pillows pushed against the headboard. Her arms were aligned along her sides, hands flat on the bed, beside her hips. Mom's legs were parted about a foot and a half, feet turned slightly inward, soles facing up. Her breathing was regular, I noted, as I walked stealthily to the end of the bed. She was naked.Though eager, I. And of course, very soon an email arrived ordering her to buy some and put it in her bedside table. She wondered how he even knew she had a bedside table, then remembered he had seen hundreds of photographs of her bedroom.So next day she went shopping at lunch time and when she got back from work she emailed to confirm that she now had some and that it was in her bedside table drawer. She went off to shower, and was surprised and rather disappointed not to have an email waiting for her when she.