She was a tall, curvy blonde with a 36D bust to match her age, and as it turned out for me, very naughty. We were from a typical upper-middle-class fa...ily with a home in a subdivision with a pool. We lived the good life until my dad suddenly passed away. He was a businessman and not a very good one at that it turned out. He was deeply in debt and after he passed my mom and I had to move into town into a tiny apartment and she had to go back to work. But living together in such an intimate. I didn’t know how to react. i called her out for a drive and we drove half way up to pondicherry. She was crying a lot and she pleaded me not to ignore her. i stopped the car and held her hand and tried consoled me.She immediately hugged me inside the car. i had a sudden erection and waited for things to happen. After some time, i deliberately touched her laps whenever i changed her gears. she noted it and gave me a stare. but she didnt look angry. later, i placed my hand on her lap and she. "Don't move" hetold her, although even if she truly wanted to escape his clutches therewas little she could do in her current position. She felt exposed anddefenceless, and also a little nervous.She was aware that he was a powerful man, he may not look muscular, butshe had felt him grip her before now and knew he was strong, and she hadrun her hands over his body often enough to know there was hidden strengthin his biceps and legs, despite his occasional graceful feminine stature.And she had. Every best sensation is at the edge and in the changes. Even the most pleasurable sensation, repeated ad nauseum, becomes torture. So, between his rough handlings, he uses his finger tips to lightly tickle the soles of her feet. Having pulled her toes backward to stretch, he runs his fingers lightly between them. Having twisted her toes almost to break, he licks and then sucks first the littlest one, the next and then all of them at once. He remembers who taught him to dare that as he tongue.