She caught that look and turned towards him, noticing that he shifted in the seat. She looked towards his lap and grinned at the reaction she's caused.....then she placed her hand on his crotch and gave a little squeeze. "Want me to take care of that for ya baby?" The tone of her voice told him that she'd had something like this planned...he looked at her again with eyes a little wide, "You think you can without causing an accident?" She grinned evilly, "You worry about the safe driving, I'll. My own family was not so forgiving. My mother Astrid considered my romance with Monique, my attempt at joining Monique’s family and my fascinating with their lifestyle to be the ultimate betrayal of everything she taught me. She claimed I was dead to her. My father told me one day, my Mom would come around. We were all hot-headed people in the family. I had too much pride to beg for my mother’s forgiveness for loving a woman as wonderful and as unique as Monique. So I left. With me being. She moaned and asked “is it gone?””Mom let me apply some oil to it”.Raghu brought oil and we applied oil her both breasts and started massaging “well sons is mark only in my one breast, why are you massaging both?””Aunt otherwise mark will spread”. She agreed to this and we started massaging her oiled boobs I sucked her nipples and Raghu bit them. She asked “what you two are doing? Leave me” “no mom it is a part of treatment don’t worry “we took her to bed and tied her hand to legs of the cot.. And that would probably be little more than a slap on the wrist.I should throw the book at the former Masterson employees, being careful, however, to justify heavy sentences based on an impressive list of aggravating factors. I could talk about the degree to which they premeditated their crime, their lack of concern for the consequences of their actions, the danger they might pose to the community if they were not sufficiently punished, the need to set an example to deter others from committing.