I locked the door ,showered and waited and waited and waited, sitting alone with just a wet towel around me i started to worry , i opened the door and...peered out then stepped into the hall way to see if i could see which way the party was , oh fuck a click and the door closed, grabbing the handle , fuck it was locked, ohhh fuck , i panicked and started down the hall, as i slowly crept ast the door to the function room, i heard Joan and Mandy, cheering and laughing, the room was packed, i slowly. I move my hand down between your legs and realize just how wet and needy you are. I am glad to know that you get as wet waiting for and experiencing your punishment as I get administering it. I remember how cute you looked as you begged me for forgiveness. I decide to be magnanimous and I pull you over so that you are straddling my leg. I’m going to make you do the work, with your knees in the cushions on either side of my thigh. I can feel your wetness as you slide back and forth. You are so. Ek din mai apne bed pe baith ke padh raha tha,aur vo mere bagal me let ke padh rahi thi, salwar kameej pahne huye kayamat dikh rahi thi vo, main dhire se uske khule gale se jhakante huye stano ko dekh raha tha uski nazar mujhpe padi maine kitaab me dekhne laga ,fir dhire se usne kaha ek din tum darwaze k kinare se mujeh kapre badalte huye dekh rahe the na, meri sitti pitti gum ho gayi, maien kaha nahi to maine aaisa kabhi nahi kiya, vo boli jhuth mat bolo mujhe pata hai, maine darte huye kaha. "This isn't right." Her hands were soft and cool and nothing had ever felt so good before. Still, he tried to fight against the feeling."Mom, you have to stop," his breath was short. "This isn't right," he repeated.She stroked up and down while twisting her hands in different directions. She knew he was right to protest. She shouldn't be touching her son this way but, that was only making the desire stronger.She could tell he was giving in when he started moaning. "Yes, oh yes Mom. That feels.