സമയം ഏതാണ്ട് രാത്രിയായിരുന്നു. ഞാന്‍ ഉമ്മാന്റെ തോളിലൂട...�� കയ്യിട്ടു മെല്ലെ ഒരു മുലയില്‍ വെച്ചു. ഉമ്മ കൈ കൊണ്ട് എന്റെ കൈ മാറ്റാന്‍ ശ്രമിച്ചെങ്കിലും ഞാന്‍ കൂടുതല്‍ ബലം പ്രയോഗിച്ചു മുല പിടിച്ചു. ഉമ്മയുടെ എതിര്പ്ല ക്രമേണ കുറഞ്ഞു വന്നു. ക്രമേണ ഞാന്‍ ബ്ലൌസിന്നുള്ളിലൂടെ കൈ കടത്തി. ഞാന്‍ പറഞ്ഞറിയിക്കാന്‍ വയ്യാത്ത ഒരനുഭൂതിയിലായിരുന്നു. ഉമ്മയുടെ മാര്ധവമുള്ള തങ്കകുടങ്ങള്‍ എന്റെ കയ്യില്‍. ഞാന്‍ മെല്ലെ ഉമ്മയുടെ കവിളില്‍ ഉമ്മ വെച്ചു. ഉമ്മ ഇപ്പോള്‍ നല്ല പോലെ സഹകരിച്ചു. ഉമ്മയുടെ മുലകള്‍ രണ്ടും ഞാന്‍ കൈകളില്‍. "I nodded again and he came up behind me. Told me to open my mouth. He put the gorgeous purple rod of the crop between my teeth and told me to hold it. While I was distracted with trying to balance this long stick like thing in my mouth he reached down and unbuttoned my jeans, tugged them down, pulling my panties up and smoothing them over my ass.He spanked me a few times, good, solid smacks. They made a lot of noise but he must have followed them through because they didn't hurt much. "I love. " No chance of that, this was a gift from the High Wizard! Your father can do this kind of Magic?" Yes, it is one of his primary Talents." I answered. The canned answer I had grown up learning to give. "He gave Firetree, the Royal Wizard of Midhal a permanently spelled bracelet back before I was born. This is a much less impressive gift, but I thought you would appreciate it."It took a good ten minutes for the riot to die down once it was realized who was at the gate. Unlike the Shavrom estate. Far from it; it was graceful, functional and sort of teased you with endless possibilities of what was beneath.As he looked around him, his eyes would see a well rounded butt, nicely framed by the suit, with a slit up both sides of the Kamiz (shirt) to the waist that showed the figure of the woman nicer then any pair of skin tight jeans could. After all, the fabrics used were light and sometimes the sunlight made them almost transparent.A neckline would sometimes dive to show well filled out.