After everything was organized, I noted a problem. The problem was with the spears. The new spears were much longer than normal spears and even if the... had not been, we couldn't carry them under our new tight fitting clothing as was customary with standard furs. I decided the most practical solution was to stitch two small straps onto the back of our shirts, one on the left side near the center and the other just below the right shoulder. That way after sliding the lightweight spears through. I felt my cock hit the back of her throat and she gagged. This didn’t slow her down she was determined to give her husband a good show. Guttural sounds were coming from her throat and thick saliva was running from between her lips and hanging in long streams off of her chin. Tears were running down her cheeks. She was going deeper with every downward movement of her head. It was too much for me to take, I told her that I was about to blow a nut. She looked at me and said to shoot in her mouth. (Aadi never wears anything when we two are alone at home. He says it reduces his laundry work if he stays naked all the time. And I wear gown most of the time, especially in the kitchen as there are some taller buildings than ours on that side and some might see inside the kitchen.)I poured some honey on his neck and started licking it. He kept his laptop aside immediately and lifted me like a piece of cotton and threw me onto his bed. He got rid of his shorts soon and jumped on me.I got up and. She wanted to see how much of an alteration was needed. Of course the sleeves had to go my style was more sleeveless. Mom stood up and started cutting the seams of the sleeves. The front sagged down some. Mom stated that I only dreamed that I would have breast her size. Mom was a 44DD when she wore the gown and had gotten much larger after she gave birth to me. Mom reached in to lift up my boobs. She had forgotten that I did not have a bra on.