He had played with my boobs but over my t-shirt. I too had felt his hot meat over his pants. This happened when we friends had planned a picnic to Kha...adala. Simran has a villa over there and once a year we all visited there. All of my friends always came with their BF’s. For me it was the first time that my BF Raj was accompanying me. After dinner we two had a long walk through the valley under the influence of romantic moonlight. The valley was deserted and we smooched and played with each. The link was Mom's name. It was headed, "NOW YOU SEE HER SHAME AND PUNISHMENT."My heart skipped a beat. On the front page of the first site in English, was a photograph of My Mom, topless, her bare breasts all swollen and clamped at their roots slightly by black metal rings, the titties all up red and distended. She was flanked by two men, their hard veiny cocks held inward to her face, and her face showed fear and shock as she looked pleadingly at the camera. On the second page was a moving. She had her long black hair in a ponytail.Opening the door she said, "Congrats April." As she got in, I noticed the hint of Chanel No. 5."You look stunning Beth." While I drank in her beauty, she smiled."Thank you April, you look stunning too." Beth asked where we were going; I told her downtown to The Wharf, it is a seafood restaurant. I know how much she loves seafood and I had eaten there once before. I hoped she would like it as much as I did my first time there.We arrived thirty minutes. I tucked her in and quietly closed the door behind me before making my way back to the drawing room. “Welcome back,” said Roopa and put her foot back up on my leg. “You may continue.” I smiled at her and started massaging her foot again. Roopa looked like she was in heaven and in no time at all her other foot was rubbing against my crotch. I guess she liked what she felt because she pulled her feet back and leaned forward, trying to slide her hand down the front of my pants. Not being one to.