So there always chance to see her cleavage. But her mother was no way to compare my mother.Then, I too started to do the same thing I used to think of...my mother and Masturbation. Whenever I got chance I tried to see my mother in the bathroom and when she changing her dress and even when his bending down.I always thought that she doesn’t know I am always staring when she is bending. One day my father told us, that he is going to Delhi regarding a conference. So he will be coming after 10 days.. You tell me to get on my knees at the end of the bed, while you go to the draw of your bedside cabinet and remove something, I have an idea I know what it is, after all I know my fantasy, but your plans are so much bigger than I expected!! “Slip you hands behind your back” you whisper into my ear, I do so although my hands are shaking with sexual tension, then I fell the cold steel and hear the click!! Fuck I do not remember handcuffs in my fantasy! Then you press you body on top of mine and I. Mitch had relayed to him how they didn’t kiss until the third date, and that was only a quick peck on the lips. Mitch was smitten and cleaned up his act. He didn’t even get to second base with her by the time he proposed. A few weeks after graduation, they were married. ‘It’s not all it’s cracked up to be,’ Mitch said, taking a long swig on his beer. ‘What do you mean? You’ve got it all, bro.’ ‘I don’t know,’ Mitch confessed, ‘Maybe it’s because we’re at the five year point, but Cindy and I. ...we all had a nervous laugh. He walked over to where my wife was sitting across form me. He put stepped on the tops of the spa...put one leg in the what and then turned toward Ellen he put his other leg in the water...still standing on the shelf so that is cock was at the level of my wife's face.facing her and it bobbing up and down with excitement. Ellen glanced at me ...and I knew that look......she reached up..touched his cock....told him how nice and big it was and bigger than what she.