She knelt down and locked similar cuffs onto my ankles; those she connected with a heavy 12-inch chain, hobbling me. Compared to the lightness and sof...ness of my lingerie, they stood out hard and rough and strong.She moved closer and painted my lips with a bright pink, bubblegum flavoured lip-gloss. I pouted and blotted like a good girl, without having to be asked. I couldn't think at all. I just wasn't prepared for this.She had always disappeared on me. She'd always been gone once she'd made. To ek din maine pucha ki aap akele kaise itna bada ghar me reh jate ho. To boli ki phir tum aa jao sath dene k liye. Aur ek naughty smile k sath. Man ne hi man pe khus ho gaya but control kar diya.Ek din kya hua ki bahut jor se baris ho raha tha.and silk board pura jaam. Aur mereko bahut jor si laga hua tha.To maine waha utar kar priya k ghar chala gaya. Jaise hi wo darwaza kholi mera aankh pura dhanya ho gaya. Wo ek red gown me mast pose me darwaza khuli ,jaise laga ku unko pata tha ki aaj. Yeah I blushed and was beyond embarrassed, but I decided fuck it why not go for broke. I then proceded to tell her of my love and fetish for older mature women. Than in truth thats whom I would really enjoy fucking. She casually proceeded to ask me some more question from her curious prospective like... did i have a lil crush on her. A small part of me kind of figured that she already knew but justed to hear me out on it. " Well Miss Gale...let me put it like this. One day i came over to your. A few awkward moments passed before he resumed to answer me, once he had realized I was not about to pass the subject over. ''Yes, it was I. I saw you in The Mall and wanted to make sure you got to your car safely...'' he trailed off. ''We are almost home, Sultan.'' The driver interrupted our conversation. I took a sip of my water, the condensation dripped of the bottom of the bottle, running down my bare chest between my ample bosom and down the deep valley of my cleavage. The Sultan sat.