Mother kept her big pussy on my face, and her mouth was on my KUNNA.I spread her thighs, and looked at her hairy pussy. Few hairs had turned grey. Sti...l it was spectacular. Yes my place of birth !!!!!Her cunt lips were opened, and her large clit was hanging. It was like a date fruit. It is much bigger than chechi’s. It was dripping honey, I licked on it. Slightly salts, still it was tasty. Sucking was easy since it was too big. I drank that slimy pussy juice well. And inserted my tongue deep. They attached more chains to my ankle straps, and pulled my legs far apart, then hooked ropes to my wrists, unhooked the handcuffs, and pulled my hands far over my head. Then they took off the blindfold, and laughed again as I surveyed the room. It was an S&M heaven, with all types of restraining devices, tables, and chains suspended from the ceiling. I knew I was in trouble. "If you let me go now," I told them in as masculine and powerful a voice as I could, "I won't hurt you when I get. We were study partners and became friends. She lived at the Vegetarian Co-op. She was into the environment and nature. Sarah wore hippie clothes. She was nice though. I liked her. She had a soft voice and a clean look about her – dishwater blonde hair, light blue eyes and a wide smile. We laughed a lot.Well, Sarah and I talked the rest of the night. We joked about spring break and our friends. We continued sipping our drinks from the beach. As daylight started to break, I fell asleep. I slept. “I hope this is all OK, Chuck. I kept and still have most of Mom’s nice clothes. She had such a sense of style. Another inch, and I’ll be the same size as her. I can’t wait to show you some of them. You remember that green shiny dress she wore to the anniversary party you came down for?” I nodded. “I kept it. And the shoes. I kept most of her shoes. At least the conservative ones. She was a shoe hound. Some of them were a little gaudy for me, but she got most of the gaudy ones free when she did.