.. But Ray wasn't going to simply roll-over and be her lap-dog. He was out for a certain kind of revenge; a sexual revenge; a pay-back for clever Rita...s betrayal.He would "enjoy" her precious daughter at his leisure; and be damned with the consequence. He relished in the delight of man-handling Janet's child-like body; enjoyed gradually leading her into degrading herself with bondage sex. It was a satisfying way to make up for the missed years of her childhood.That was all until Janet had. My dick got erect in an instant, and her lips seemed so soft and heavenly.I pulled apart from her realizing what we were doing and looked stunned at her. She said that she missed being intimate with someone for so long and her recent bf had never been interested in her while she had only tried to kiss him a few times. But he had put her off with some or other reason.Me: but Bhabhi, what we did now was just wrong, I don’t have any such intentions and its sort of a sin to me for doing such things. Interested in coming along?’ I thought about it, then thought of my mom. She’d be fine once I had given her supper and I knew she’d be willing me out the door if I told her a man had invited me … though it hadn’t been a man, had it, I corrected myself. It had been a boy, sixteen years younger than me. And it wasn’t really a date – it was an open invitation. I felt a bit more comfortable about that sort of arrangement. ‘If I can make it, I’ll drop by,’ I said. ‘Cool. We’ll be meeting up around. Well, one thing led to another and before you knew it, Mrs Princess was hopping in and out of all sorts of carriages and wiggling her pretty posterior about on the seating and playing footsie with the pedals and blowing kisses at herself in the rear view mirror and seeing how far she could recline on the front seat and checking out the fondling capacity of the back seat and even thrusting her aching, pulsing fuckhole down onto the gearstick and ravaging herself into a frenzy of orgasmic.