Her feet were shod in blackhigh-heeled pumps; on one ankle a silver chain bracelet glittered. Herjacket was open and under the jacket she wore a mauv... satin blouse; thelacy top of a black brassiere just visible at her d?colletage. Silvernecklaces and bracelets adorned her delicate neck and slim wrists;matching drop earrings adorned her ears, just visible through her brunettebob, which was highlighted with discrete crimson streaks.Her mature but attractive face was heavily made-up; lashing of. ” Sir smiled at my embarrassment. I let my head hang, too ashamed to look either her or Sir in the eye. Sir took a pair of nipple caps with teeth on the inside and roughly applied them to me; the sadistic assistant had dressed me in a strappy g string that was at least 2 sizes too small making me cringe at the uncomfortably tight feeling along my slit and between my butt cheeks. The front was crotch-less and I would now undoubtedly wet my pants too. As a final act of cruelty Sir allowed the. She had a very nice figure which she described as 34(pressing her boobs),32(moving her hands on her waist)36(moving her ass on her ass). I got turned on and said aja aj tujhe apni randi banaun kutia.She was a littlel shy while I removed her bra and was rubbing my finger over her panty and said my voice excites her so much that she would do anything I command her to…I held her hair and got her on all fours while lowering her black color panty(my fav color) slapped her 6-8 times nonstop along. So it built my courage more. So I started pressing her thigh and moved my hand towards her inner thigh. I touched pussy. There was a small moan. Again I touched her pussy this time she looked into my eyes and gave a smile.Now she was showing interest in the act and was breathing heavily. Now I told mom why don’t you remove your saree it will get spoil because of oil. She told, “No I am ok.” I told mom, “You told me to remove my clothes I did so. You should also remove your saree it will spoil.