Wo mere saamne baith kr sabzi kaatne lagi aur uske boobs dikh rahe the usne mujhe uske boobs dekhte dekh liya aur bola ki pakdo ge kya wo khana banane...chali gayi aur main bathroom chala gaya wahan maine dekha ki wo bra gayab Thi jisme maine mutha mara tha itne me bathrum ka darwaza knock hua to maine khola to meera thi usne mujhe dekh kr bola ki jo dhundh rahe ho wo main dun kya maine bola ki main kuch samjha nhi tb usne mujhe ek thappar mara aur bola ki jyada hoshiyar mat bano aur bolte hi. Put her hands behind her back locked them in to a hogtie restraint, her ankles quickly followed. I rolled her on her side and unbuttoned her white blouse to find her nice boobs and her erected nipples. I hiked her skirt up to find this sophisticated lady was only wearing a garter belt and stockings. She opened her mouth to say something; but I put my hand onto her red lips muffling the noise. I found on the desk a packaging tape; so I looped it around her head covering her mouth. I picked her. God did she wish she wasn't getting sexually aroused here not while she couldn't do anything about it. By this time she was signing someone else in and her nipples were rock hard through her top and her panties were getting damper by the minute and she knew she had to do something and soon. As soon as she was done she told Kim her supervisor that she had a sore stomach and had to go to the toilet, she walked as quick as she could as she didn't want to risk running in her heels and fall, she. Roxie knew she was giving her son control of her body, but she was helpless. She wanted him to have that control, to ask her to do wicked things, things she would not do otherwise. Whether it was because she wanted to do them, or if she needed her son to ask her to, she didn't know. What she did know was it gave her such shivery feelings that she was about to come again, spread out so lewdly for his eyes."Really?" he asked. "You mean all I have to do is ask you, and you'd do it, Mom? Anything?".