As I drew closer, I caught the rich, and powerfully alluring, scent of her most and deep pink pussy; and I was captivated by the complex folds of tend...r flesh, that was surrounded by her dark and curly pubic hair---like a secret doorway into some enchanted world I'd never, directly, known before. I looked up past her pubic hair and saw her smiling face looking at me.Even though my cock was small, what cock I had had stiffened in response to the sight, and the enchanting aroma, of Tara's. My mother was there, atop a stool. She was cleaning the ceiling fan. To reach the fan, she had to stand on her toes and stretch her arms up straight. Every time her arms went up, her sari would be lifted and her navel would come into view. All the time she was there the old man had kept on glancing at her unashamedly. And every time he glanced, his blood would rush up to his face. In another instance, I caught him staring at my mother through the kitchen window. She was in the backyard, washing. A ball gag. A few padlocksI turned around and smile at him, letting him see the tools of his torture and imagining his own punishment. His eyes spread wide and fear, and he struggled on the bed, writhing away from me as best he could. I just smiled and picked up the collar. I chained it around his neck, securing it with a padlock.I took the two cuffs and wrapped them around his wrists, before locking them to the length of chain. I then pulled the chain up his back and locked it to the back. Kyuki mere pati ka transfer UP mein ho gaya tha.Main kafi niraash thi, kyuki yaha mujhe sex ke bharpoor maze mil rahe the. Lekin apne pati ke sath jana meri majboori thi.Hum train se jaa rahe the, aur raat ka safar tha. Jis raat hum nikalne waale the, uske agle din shaam ko UP pahunchne waale the. Kyuki raat ka safar tha, to maine leggings aur kurti pehan rakhe tha.Aap to jaante hi hai, ki meri gaand bohut badi hai, to leggings mein woh kamaal ki lag rahi thi. Jab hum station pahunche, to waha.