Unhe chote kapde pehnna aur body show karna bahut pasand hai. Woh hamesha sleeveless, backless, deep neck, deep back hi pehnti hai chahe kurti pehne y... blouse. Woh hamesh nabhi ke niche hi sari bandhti hai. Bhale hi woh modern ho but mere dad se bahut pyar karti hai unki bahut care karti hai.Unhe sirf mardo ko lalchana aur tease karna pasand hai. Mom ki age 38 hai. Mom ka figure 34 30 34. Mere mom colony ka attraction point hai colony ke sare mard unko ghurte hai jaise unhe wahi lita ke chod. She was hosting a fetish party at her large country house and as she knew I had a kink for lycra she sent me an invite. It read; I hope you’ve still got your uniform and I hope it still fits because I’d like you to wear it for me and be my personal servant for the night you will do everything I tell you without question.Well of course I responded immediately and accepted the invitation, and yes the uniform still fitted I had worn it in private and masturbated.The day of the party arrived I. I want to cum baby please!" She pleaded, pulling hard on the ropes. "I'll take the blindfold off and one of the ropes off your hand, but you can only use it to strum your clit." I said. "Fine whatever, just do it quick. I can feel it right there, its torture not being able to cum." With her still squirming, I loosened the left hand rope. She instantly swung her hand down to her clit, a finger on either side, pinching it and moving her hand side to side so fast I could barely see it. She started. It would help if you wore a helmet.”“The Heights are so cold in the winter, nobody wears helmets. Not ones made out of metal, anyway.”“We’re not in the Heights anymore.”“I’ll think about it,” she said. She wasn’t ready to mention the other reason—a helmet would cut down on her peripheral vision too much. She’d only mentioned flying the storms to Treya, and she wasn’t sure the other woman realized that it involved actual flying. Now that her dream was so close, she couldn’t bring herself to tell.