I was wearing a short blue skirt, tight top and bra with cotton knickers. They commented in the rude way they have about how nice my legs looked but ... ignored them and went to sort out the washing I had just taken out of the washer in the kitchen.They followed me into the kitchen and watched me, I asked them if they wanted to sit in the front room and wait for my son there, at which point they told me my son wasn't coming, I didn't understand at first but I saw one of them un-do his belt. I. As his hands moved back up the insides of her thighs she tried to open her legs wider, but the restraints wouldn’t give way. She was completely under his control, and at that simple thought she was practically dripping wet. She closed her eyes and succumbed to his power over her. Every few seconds one of her arms or legs would spasm, but they wouldn’t go far. She was able to relax a little and calm down, but almost the second she started to he changed tactics. His fingers brushed her hard. Well not me. You can have your little, French, blond widow,’ she sneered, trying to pull out of his embrace. Without releasing her, he walked her backwards, until her back was pressed against the wall. ‘I don’t want any little, French blonds. I only want you, my fiery, English red head. Only you,’ he whispered, before his lips again descended to hers. Twisting her head away, she gasped, ‘I don’t care what or who you want. Let me go!’ ‘Not until you tell me why you’re here,’ he replied, keeping. My wife is a bit fat, her figure is 36 35 45 and she has a splendid ass and big boobs. So we went to a mall to purchase some sexy outfits for her and I left the choice to her only saying that she showed expose quiet a lot. She selected some short skirts and halter tops, also a couple of bikinis since we were going to a Beach resort. We booked a cabin in a resort in Mahabalipurum and went by car.We reached our destination at around 11 am and were escorted to oiur cabin, which we found to be.