She circled the model and stood beside her, giving the audience an unobstructed view. She inserted the blade under the bustier’s front laces and plu...ked each cross stitch as she descended the corded ladder. The constraining black vestment blossomed open as she went. When the last stitch was cut, the panels parted and hung open suspended on the brunette’s breasts. The blonde used the knife to flick the panels aside and the bustier fell to the floor. The brunette’s tits were simply glorious.. My parents had married withoutthe consent of their family members. My father passed away when I wasstill to be born so, I never saw him. My mom who is a very arrogantlady refused to seek help of the relatives and by herself has beentaking care of the family.Instead, my mom and several of other single mothers, who were liberalthinkers, had formed a sort of organization, which for practicalreasons lived in the same colony. The organization had also founded aschool where I studied.My family. I felt pity on her and said, ‘ok’ then she sifted to her seatcarefully. A huge quantity of her pussy juice were dropped on my thigh and spreadover but this time the quantity was more than last time. She sat motionless for awhile till released her muscle pain on her thigh then she took the same towel andcleaned me completely then she cleaned her thigh and pussy, The seat below me alsowas trenched as the liquid flow from my thighs and I pointed her to clean and shecleaned it. I checked my pant. .Ak sal bad decembr ka month tha thand bi achi khasi te or anni or richer hmry ghar ayy or hmy apni anniversary pr invite kiya to ham ny kha zaror ayn gay lakin phr agy hi din mujy company ka kam s yak week ka liya dosry city jana par gaya to ma ny anni ko excuse kiya or kha ka rani zaror ay ge or ma subha hi nikal gaya dophr ma anni ai rani sy milny to rani ny us sy pocha ka anni tmy kya gift chaiya apni anniversary pr to us phly to anni ny kha kuch ni baby bs tm ajana phr kuch dair bad anni.