My warm hand sliding underneath the fabrics. Middle finger caressing her clit. Her legs started squirming to escape the intense pleasure, but would on...y cause her to open her legs wider then close my hand between her legs making that attempt a failure. The sensation seemed to became more intense when she felt the restraint from the handcuffs. She couldn’t escape. She couldn’t contain her reaction. I had her at my mercy. There was nothing she could do to stop herself from those dramatic. .it was above 8 inckes and 3 inches width and also uncut.Showly I placed my hand on it and removed its upper skin to back.It was black in color and wet.With my fingers I touched its hole.It seems its mouth is too larger and it was my small finger width.I satisfied my self and leisurely asked him his name...Seenaiah......farmer.Married . four c***dren.I asked him do you like to stay whole night?..He agreed.He asked me do you like me or not?....i liked your personality.Here I had to say myself.I. Stella was in no hurry. She went back to the dresser, picked up a hairbrush, and brushed out her hair. Nice ass! I could see her face in the mirror. Was she looking at me? With her back still towards me, Stella took off her bra. She turns and throws the bra onto the bed, her tits bouncing. Nice tits! The panties come off. My mother-in-law is standing naked not ten feet from me. She picks up the robe and I'm afraid the show is over. Wrong. She is such a fucking tease. Stella puts the robe down. " Cara looked up suddenly and surprised. This wasn’t the shrill voice of Mrs. Soames, this was the deeper more commanding voice of her husband, Mr. Soames. “Please come in and sit down,” He gestured her into the living room. Even after she had sat down, she still remained speechless. She kept her eyes locked on him the entire time while he turned off the tv and meticulously chose a beer from the fridge. “Well, my wife informs me you were caught breaking a rule this evening, Cara.” She nodded.