Aakhir ke thak ke mumy maan gayi or chacha uth ke bahar chale gaye thodi der mein un ke saath om krishan or ek or banda tha jise main nai janta baad m...in pata laga woe k musalman tha mohhamad naam ka mummy rone lage ki tumne to ek ke liye hi kaha thaMaian ye sab dekh ke apne kamre mein chala gaya apni wife ko chodne par wo so chuki thi main bi muth maar ke so gaya kuch time baad meri nind khuli to cheekne ki aawaje aa rahi thi meri mummy ke kamre se or meri wife bi nai dikhai de rahi thiMain. There were places to tie a sub to a cross,or in a cage, or torture chair, stretching rack and spanking chair. The chairwas interesting as it had a box that encapsulated the Bottom's head to blockout any senses other than touch. There was also suspension equipment, and astage that had a St. Andrew's cross. I correctly assumed that is where theauction would be held. There were weights at certain stations, but otherwiseyou were to bring your own toys. The one piece of equipment that fascinatedme. I noticed another thick cock sliding in the hole. “My turn grandma”My grandma turned and saw the cock and grabbed it and began to stroke it.I dropped to my knees and looked up at my grandma. She smiled and put her hand on the back on my head guiding it toward the cock.I slowly took the fat cock into my mouth while my grandma watched. I slurped the cock deep into my wanting mouth, working my tongue all over the shaft. I slid that thick rod in and out of my mouth. I could see my grandma playing. She was hoping to land a big black cock that had come to the mall looking for a sale. The very thought had kept her moist during the hour plus long drive. As she walked into the mall and felt the eyes look at her and a few fingers point, she damn near creamed.Her dark oversized sunglasses both concealed her features and allowed her to scope out the crowd. Pickings were slim. She headed toward the Urban Active store and a couple of the shoe places. They were usually good places to go.