There was a large "X" on thefloor, and he turned her around so she was standing on the middle of the X,facing the way she had just come. "Legs togethe...," he ordered. Hecrouched down and ran a leather belt through her ankles in a figure-8 pattern.He did the same thing with a second belt, just above the first. Finally, hetook a very long belt and ran it above and below her knees in a doublefigure-8. This last belt locked her legs pretty stiffly; she couldn't evenbend. She looked down at him the. .Oh what's that I hear? A belt being unbuckled? Could I be so lucky? Yup, she just opened the belt and now my favorite sound - a woman undoing my zipper! Thank god - as stiff as I was getting, it was really getting cramped down there. Now she's rubbing me through the boxers and I'm getting them wet - dunno why I dribble before I shoot, guess it's just the basketball player in me...Oh, she slid her hand up my boxers and is stroking me. Pam, do you have ANY IDEA how good your hand on me. I m a regular reader of www.indiansexstories2.net i m going to narrate my first experience of sex with the mother of my very close friend Ashok. Me and Ashok study in the same class therefore i often visit his house even whenever he out of the house. The name of Ashok mother is Nisha but i call her aunty.She is her 40 year but still look like 30 or less. Her body is very slim u can say her figure match with any miss international. I most like her bobs and her lips. Well, lets start my story.. She looked at me and asked ‘What’s happening?’ ‘Dean is trying to rebuild your rockery inside your house, call the police.’ Chrissy was half way down the stairs as I got to the front door. She asked ‘Is that Dean outside?’ I nodded and said ‘Keep away from the windows.’ She saw me reaching for the door lock and said with panic in her voice ‘Don’t go out there, he’ll kill you!’ I replied grimly ‘I hope he tries.’ I stepped out through the door as Dean tried again to put a rock through the lounge.