But before I could a shiny black booted foot was stood on them between my legs. I looked up and the smile had gone from her face."I said. Do you like ...hat then?" Yes" was all I could quietly say."Well that's good, because I do too. I love leather"The smile returned and a sudden relief came over me. She walked towards me while looking at me straight in the eye and stopped right in front of me. Reaching out and going into the pocket of the jacket, she pulled out a pair of dark brown leather. This is my first incident which I am narrating in this story. Meri age 27 years hai aur mein dikhane mein kafi handsome hu. Mera kad 6 ft hai aur mein average built hu. Yhe incident karib aaj se kuch tin mahine phale ghata. Meri GF jiska naam Sneha hai aur umar 23 saal hai abhi abhi college se pass karke M.A ka course kar rahi hai. Is kahani mein maine aapko batana jaa raha hu ki maine kaise apni GF ki naayi bhabhi ki chut maari aur uuse ek randi bana diya jo har waqt apne bur aur gand ke ched. “Really?” Em gasped.“But now we much auction your back passage,” Madame explained “Thank you monsieur, that will be all,” she thanked me and I staggered away while trying to dress.By the time I looked round Em was kneeling over the bed end, her gown gone and her backside high in the air.Gentlemen were bidding a ridiculous amount until finally a portly drunken person elevated to the peerage who is well known as a fornicator but whose name I am forbidden to repeat found himself the highest. I studied hard, played baseball in the spring and hockey in the winter. It being a small town - we were known, liked and accepted by our fellow citizens.What would those same people say if just a rumour of my more complicated relationship with my mother ever became known? I shudder to think - my mom is horrified at the prospect. Yet neither of us wanted to leave the small town and move to big city, to the seemingly safer autonomy of large crowds. This town is where mother had grown up, where I.