But I didn’t feel.much. I bathed and wore my dresses and bangles and all jewels. I saw mirror. I was so happy all the sadness is gone. I went happil... like a teen age girl to the hall.My son saw and all saw me. My sister’s husband is eating me with his eyes. I went to the kitchen to help my mom and sis. He is waiting to see my cleavage. I showed him knife and cut a beans. That feared guy turned away. Even my sis saw that. She was so angry.I smiled in my mind jealous ah you little thing. My son. "If you stop right now I won't say anything to your father." It's too late for that now, Mom. I don't think I could stop now even if he walked in and caught me."Something in her voice got my attention and I released her wrists. Instead of moving her arms down to pull her blouse closed she simply stood still. Her arms were still over her head and I reached my quivering hands to her tits. My first touch sent electric shocks from my hands and into my body. The were big, firm and hot as the nipples. They were loose and easy to manage. I moved down more till I found my way underneath the front of her thong, which was already wet. She spoke again, "Oh My God," she said. "Oh My Fucking God!" Her voice was deeper. She was starting to get into it. My fingers found their way to her clit, and after a few strokes I slid a finger into her soaking wet pussy, and then back up to her clit again. Her hips were really moving now. She was grinding her ass all over my cock. Again she spoke, "Holy Shit!. I pulled both dildos off and walked gingerly over to the cabinet. Inside were the rubber replicas of at least 20 guys pricks. There was also the infamous baseball bat and a large molded fist. I grabbed the bat and the next biggest dildo and went back to the bed. I unhooked Sandra's wrist and ankle on one side and flipped her around so she was face down on top of Amy. After reattaching the handcuffs, I pulled her strap-on out and examined the huge dildo she had inflicted on my poor ass. Streaks.