Down her flat tummy, up to and including her breasts. Her moans were letting me know she was genuinely enjoying it all.Flat on her back, me at an angl... spread across my bed. I added my lips to her seduction, kissing hers then sliding down her neck with my tongue. My fingers and fingernails no longer connected her adorable freckles; they glided like feathers over her. I was sometimes touching her smooth skin then just the briefest of air movement over her. She anticipated where they might land.. Bus entha khali ga vundi.. lucky ga seats kooda vunnai.. koorcho..” the boy said showing her a window seat. And he sat at her side. They both started talking many things. The boy asked “A college lo join avuthavu..?”“Enduku.?.. akkada kooda terichi petta mantava.. “she said smilingly.Manam eppudaina kaluddama..?” boy asked..“Ammo maa intlo champe staru..”“Aye.. emi chestu unnaavu..? velu theeyi..” andi ammayi“emaindi..? he asked teasingly.“Giliginthalu ga vuntundi..” aa ammayi muduchu kuntoo. “One of those ... uh ... BSDM things?” Josephine asks. Looking at herself in the mirror.I smile at her. “BDSM, yes.” I answer.My girls looked hot trussed up in hemp rope. I had used an online guide. It was called Shibari and we were just using a basic set up.They weren’t actually bound, it was more like the rope wound around their bodies was an uncomfortable form of underwear.It was around their waists. It held their big tits. And it ran along their pussies. One strip on each side and a knotted. The door knob turned and there was pounding on the other side of the door, “Mom, let me in, what’s wrong, mom?” Wendy sat upright and closed her legs. “Who was it? At the door, I mean?” This was the reaction I wanted, I had her full attention. I went on to explain how Lydia had made it to her feet, searched aimlessly for the sleeves to the dress. Her naked body was trembling and her face showed absolute terror. I went to her, helped to slide her arms into the dress and fumbled with the buttons..