. my face showing deep pleasure on seeing that she still obeys my request for her not to wear panties. Mum’s head flew around to look at the smile o... my face as I eased my own cock into the channel that it had grown to know so well in less than a week. There was a soft moan before she turned to look at the monitor. I leaned forward, one hand grasping mums left tit which swung fairly freely constrained only by a loose t shirt, feeling the soft flesh mold between my fingers, my right hand toyed. She smiled as if she understood."Just another dumb blond," Charlie said as we left the store."I don't think she's a real blond, but I wouldn't mind finding out for myself," I corrected him. We laughed and forgot about the sales clerk until later that night. We were in the den, watching television with Sheila when Charlie suddenly got up and disappeared, returning a few minutes later with a high school yearbook."I knew I'd seen her some place before. It's been driving me crazy. Look here,". So had dinner?” I replied “ya,what about you?”.She replied “ya even I had”.I sent a message to her “so how was your weekend sujatha?” She replied”it was not so good to be frank I feel bore at home”I sent a message to her”you are already married right you could have went outside with your husband and kid know” She replied”my husband works in Mumbai,he do comes to Bangalore once in a month and my kid went to my mother’s home as she is having vacations”.I sent a message to her “ok next weekend. I do not wish to be punished... The skin of my butt is very tender...The real struggle comes from the 4th and final cuff. I am sweating from the strain of trying to bend my wrist and manipulate my fingers in a way that I can lock my wrist to the floor singlehandedly... Literally. My difficulties are compounded when I feel something happening inside my ass. The parts of the butt plug I had earlier concluded were movable suddenly begin moving... What began as a barely noticeable hum of vibration.