So new yr ke 4 din phyle call aya jo unka tha n hum sab cricket khel rhe the unhone kaha jab andhera ho jaye tab aajana. Unke husband ke bara me itna ...hi pata vo raath ko 9 ke baad hi aate the jo ki aunty ne bataya. Us din mere khushi ka thikana nhi raha. Mai unke ghar pocha vo normal dress me thi. Mene unhe bahut khus dekha me bhi khush ho gaya, humne baat chuli ki n mene himmat kar ke unke seduce krna suru kiya, achanak se unka ek boobs daba diya to vo mere taraf dekhti rhi. Fir vo uthi n. She kept a pace that was not urgent but faster than she would normally ride me.I was watching her as she rode me. I reached out to fondle her breast but she batted my hands away so I had to be content to settle them on her thighs as she rode me up and down. I had never been so deeply intent on her pleasure. She is usually always concerned about mine.I was trying to meet her with thrusts of mine but she didn’t seem to care. She controlled the pace, up and down, fast and deep. She would settle on. We reach the restroom finally. The handicap ones are bigger than the others, so there's plenty of room to work with. I leave her in the doorway as I set up a few things. I find the pants and shirts of hers I had used before to hang her by the bag rails in the aisle. I wrap one around each of her knees separately. And then tie her wrists together above her head. Leaving slack on all of them so I can attach to other things. I lift her limp mess of a body. God she smells awful. Piss, cum , sweat.. I had to sit down. I held the anklet across my fingers, wondering if I was supposed to wear it. I couldn't... I wasn't Aleisha.. (the word .. yet.. echoed dimly in my mind). I stood up, and, taking a deep breath put the anklet down. Even Dr. Franklin, it seemed, did not feel the time was right.At last I was finished. I selected a pair of black open-toed pumps from the closet, grateful that the owner and I wore the same size. That was fortunate, since I knew that my feet were probably a.