At this hour, my favorite radio personalities, Ramiro and Pebbles, are no longer on. So we listen to some useless drivel like that ‘Put a ring on it...�� song. Which I hate. Thankfully, a few minutes later, they play an oldie. The song is What I’ve Done by Linkin Park. I love it. We’re speeding down the highway, and head toward Boston. We head to Logan Airport, where our sons are waiting for us. They’ve just come back from Spring Break Vacation. And they insist on both us picking them up because. The outfit that I had been given this time consisted entirely of leather and lace. My wife and Mistress Lisa insisted on tying me into the waist reducing corset. It managed to bring my waist down to an incredible 24" and, as it had all the lace ties at the rear, once they'd bound me into it, there was no way it could be removed without their help. It had the added effect of pushing my body fat upwards, forming small but very realistic boobs that just filled the three-quarter cups. It had its. I pressed her boobs , it was getting hard . I removed her blouse , big boobs bulged out . My god !! they were so big. I took into my mouth and started sucking her boobs. She was moaning so romantically for which am getting so horny. I sucked her boobs for almost half an hour , she was so horny and told that her husband never made her satisfy like this .I pushed her saree at the bottom down and made her lie only on her panties .She was looking so hot I dragged her panty out fast and started. She sashayed into the room(actually, she merely got into my car, a battered primer-gray ’64 Ford Falcon, she was hitchhiking at the time). I asked her name, and she said it was ‘Brianna'(I was thinking her name was more like Thelma). I looked at a face that was beyond words(well, now that I think of it, ‘pimply’ and ‘unattractive’ come to mind). Her breasts looked to be about a 34B(they were really about a 40DD, and her being without a bra, they dangled halfway to her waist). She was really.