So.. here goes! If you haven't read my first story (which is a little shorter) I really would advise you do because this might end up not making full ...ense otherwise! As always PLEASE rate and comment, thank you! Fixing up her blouse and rounding off her tie she walked to the door, opening it and starting to walk out. "Oi," Dean called, she turned round mistified. "You forgot these" he said, waving her knickers towards her. "You keep em'.... Give me them back later?" she said, raising her. Ben's balls started to turn color due to the teasing, as he was completely helpless to move on with his life until his mother permitted him to erupt like a volcano.Kristin then all of a sudden, tossed the book aside and stopped touching her son's penis altogether. She remarked, "I'm pissed at you Ben about this shirt. Sure, there's cum on it. But there's not nearly enough of it on there. I'll easily be able to run this through the wash & get it as good as new. I wanted to be able to wear this. Her calves were once again tied to her thighs, making it almost impossible to cover her pussy from the watchful eyes of the threshers. She could see a few of them, but sensed there were more in the shadows. there were two lines of silver chains across her, strapping her to the table. one above her breasts and across her shoulders, and another shoved under her breasts and layed across her upper arms. Her ass was hanging off the table more than a few inches, and it was painful to try to keep her. Herstomach wriggled with each gyration, moving with the elegance of a ballerina.She continued this sensual writhing. Plumpy hands being lifted over her head,to the left, to the right, then her whole big body bending forward! For atleast fifteen minutes she continued, then her jeans fell heavily to the floor.Heavily, I might add, but it was such a fluid motion, it seemed an essentialpart of the dance. All she had on where her panties and bra. Her oversizedsaddlebag ass now joined her oversized.