My mom was very worried as the function is just two days away. I got an idea immediately. I told mom, I will stitch her blouse.Mom: Son, how do you kn...w?Son: Mom, I am a fashion designer and I learned it as part of my course.Mom: She thought for a moment and said okay as there are no other options left.I was very thrilled. We went home, and she arranged for me the sewing machine and the sari. I bought the tape from the cub board.Son: Mom, I need to take the measurement for the blouse.Mom: She. Jacky – “Alright! So, where do you want to start from?”So, they started to “practice” their next shoot and during that he grinded his dick on her ass for a moment and she said while facing away from him “Hmm, is that a banana in your pocket or someone is really happy to see me?” Salman blushed a bit and he apologized immediately but Jacky had no mood for that, and she turned around to see him.Jacky – “Oh it’s okay! Don’t worry, it happens sometimes.”While saying that, she grabbed his cock from. I skootched out my bottom as he knelt before me. He ran his hands up and down my thighs, and I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation. He stuck his face close to my crotch and took a long whiff, letting out a little moan of desire. I felt his nose push my cotton panties into my slit, a wonderfully wicked feeling. I tousled his hair, pushing his face into me. I was beginning to feel the long-hidden side of me that craved dominating him. He was going to be a slut for me today, and I was going to. . um... wow, er... just wanted to say thank you for your hard work this evening," John stammered. "Thank you, and you're most welcome, Mr Tarbey," replied Victoria and turned to head to the stage side door.On her way she heard an unidentified voice say, "Did you see that? She had a fucking lovely pair of tits. Would love to see her on stage." Victoria smiled inwardly. Although hardly eloquently expressed, the stranger's comments stirred her arousal again. Backstage, she made her way to the.