She was smiling. My hard dick was level with her face."Thatta girl," she purred, as her slender hand wrapped around my hot poker."See? Your little dic...ie isn't embarrassed, is him? Huh? He feels good, in front of Martha and Tony. Doesn't him?"WHAP!She slapped me in the nuts. Hard. I doubled over."Ow!" Answer me, Faggot!" Yes Mommy. My dickie feels wonderful. Thank you." You're welcome."?Tony's eyes were bulging out of his head, watching our little drama unfold.We had never played our Mommy game. Bindu handed over a cup of tea. I kept the tea aside and kissed her in her lips and exchanged our salivary juices. I started to drink her saliva. After few minutes of kissing, I released her and told that that your saliva is much tastier than tea. She don’t know what to say and bowed her head with shyness. With lot of excitement I grabbed her boobs and fondled her over her t-shirt as there was no tomorrow. She responded well with moans which gave me more courage to go further. She has removed. Her pale skin luminesent in the suns glow. Her perky, perfect breasts bouncing slightly as she struggles with her jeans. get my towel… I strip off my own shirt, the black lacy bra barely concealiling my C-cups. Ill get that for you! she volunteers, completely naked except for her pink thong, not covering her perfectly smooth, shaven pussy. Unclasping my bra before I can object, her hands slip around and take a firm hold on my breasts, one in each cool hand. I moan as she gently squeezes,. The first room they entered was dark with only a chair of some kind inthe center of the room. It appeared to be fastened down to the floorand was of quite sturdy construction. A spotlight shown down on thechair. He was led over to the chair and forced to kneel on the floor sohis back was to the chair. His head and chest were then pulled throughan opening between the chair back and the seat so his head wound upresting on the front edge of the chair seat. His legs were then pulledup and out.