Well, in any case, I had a dinner date at a fancy restaurant and I wanted to look my best. I looked myself over in the mirror and gave a twirl for eff...ct. The dress was a lovely number, a beautiful piece from an upcoming Parisian designer that I had met on work travel in New York. It was a light, tonal beige with a hint of pink, champagne, if you will.Complete with a plunging neckline, a slit that sat on the waist, and these gorgeous sheer sleeves decorated with tiny, intricate lace patterns. My mom, Jennifer, works as an assistant to a lawyer.She is 45 years old. Her stats are 38D-32-36. She used to be fat but has now become a gym-freak and lost all her weight. Although she is slim now, she has retained her big boobs and has an ass that would make any guy happy.This story happened when I was interning in a law firm in Pune and used to visit my home every weekend. Once I had a long weekend holiday. I decided not to go home and rather stay in Pune with my girlfriend since I haven’t. That was a fantastic amount of money for a woman to have in this era when men kept all of the cash for themselves. I told her that she had made the kill, so she had earned the money, and, as far as I was concerned, the money was hers by right of conquest. She thought about that for a moment, then she hugged and kissed me again. "Oh, ya are gonna git so lucky, tonight!"We came to a town and sold the loot from the bandit. That I kept to be used for general expenses.OK, it was time for the big. He started moving his hips too. I let my hands rest on his chest and with that support, started moving my waist up n down. I could see that he was enjoying it and at the same time, the rope was now pulling over his clearly stretched hands. Pretty soon, he’d be in pain, so I decided to release the ropes. I loosened the knot on one of his hands. He freed his hand easily and then undid the other one himself. Now his hands were free.“Can I touch you?” He asked like a good little student. I wanted.