I was just standing near the fud stalls watching all, suddenly a bhabhi in her mid 30’s collided wid me results in the wetness of her choli. It was ...nly her fault but still I apologized her, she smiled and passed on saying its ok and further said that “baraat aagaya hai isliye ho gaya”. But the thng that was flashing on my mind her fleshy soft white cleavage supported by black bra clearly visible by me whn after collision she sat down to clear it after it was wet by the thandai.It was nearly. “Perfect!” she whispered pressing her full lips together before opening the door to her office.Three steps into the room, and the world for Alicia changed forever.Her heart nearly stopped, when from behind her something was thrown around her neck, pulled tightly together and took her breath away, at the same time fixing her in an upright standing position with one strange hand holding the loop of her garrote around her neck, another hand pressing her body against the wall next to the restroom’s. "I heard him open my cubicle's door.This was perfect. "That sounds good, sir. Just let me untie myself and clean up and-" No that won't be necessary. You just need to know that I'm serious about all this. You won't be expected to just give collared blow jobs. You really need to be someone who craves pain, suffering and humiliating or else this won't be fun for you, trust me."This was music to my ears. I would have gone weak at the knees if I wasn't already on my knees. Although I did wonder how. I was 25 when I got that phone call and I'm 35 now, putting mom and dad just into their 50's.My mother is still an attractive woman, she is short, standing just 5'2 but she has a nice soft look to her. Her hips are wide but not flabby and her breasts are still full but time has naturally taken its toll. Her hair is short and silvered, that happened since the divorce. She spends a lot of time visiting her sisters on the other side of the state just to stay busy and probably to enjoy a feeling of.