Jimmy hung his head in submission as his cock shriveled to child like proportions. "In the bedroom," replied the now submissive Jimmy. "Joan, I think ...he is crying." He then sat down, dejected and naked on the couch.Joan stood in front of Jimmy with her thin legs far apart. Her tiny feet, encased by 4" CFM heels, were planted firmly on either side of his legs. Jimmy just stared apprehensively at her long, sharp, bright red nails as her hands came to rest disapprovingly on her hips. Joan was. I also couldn't help but notice the smirk she held and the glimmer in her eyes begging me to fuck her frustration away. Shaking away my dirty thoughts and tingling in my pants, I quickly got down to business. "Well, ma'am. What do we have here?" I said swinging my arm towards the 2 story house. "Well," she began, "I just got this house but before we moved in I wanted to add some of my touch to it. Well, my image with your special touch." "No problem, what were you thinking?" I asked. "I was. .Waha pahle se he 2 log the ..Un dono ko jane ko bola wo log chale gye …Phir main andar gyi wo sidha mere pass aaya kiss karne laga lips par pagalo ki tarah khub kiss kiya kabhi lips kabhi gaalo par …Phir mera top ko pakda utar diya main black bra pahni thi bola kya mast chuchi lag rahi ha sali ..Mann toh kar raha kha jau ..Phir mera boobs bra ke upar se he khub dabaya ..Phir meri jeans bhi khol diya ab main sirf bra panty me bola kya maal paida kiye h maa baap ne tere …Phir me uska shirt khol. His sea blue eyes and light blond hair I thought for sure he was a girl magnet. When he was there he kept staring at my chest, it took me awhile to realize why. My normally 36C tits were swollen since I was breast feeding and the tight t-shirt I was wearing were showing it. Other than my tits I was fairly unremarkable, 56 with dirty blond hair and blue eyes and the wide hips of a mother. While he was staring my son asked if Zach could stay the night. I told them no problem and went about my.