Despite her fear, she did not miss the sight of their gleaming gold jewelry. She was then put in the hold of the ship, and waited there, sailing endle...sly. She was given food occasionally, a strange juicy kernel, and untied once a day to exercise. All she ever saw was water, rippling forever on. Eventually they reached land, she was tied and blindfolded, marched here, and stuck in this cage. She had been here for a week now, and had only been given food twice during her stay. All of a sudden. And then the high heels and sheer red stockings, the lacy tops showing through those inch-wide gaps. I’ve seen prostitutes less sexy. No I haven’t, I’ve never seen a prostitute, but in my imagination…Even Pauli and Alyssa were staring. And then I remembered those panties underneath it…“You get the rolls in the oven?” she innocently asked me, through her red lips.This is the stuff of erotic stories, NOT real life! I didn’t even have the presence of mind to answer her. She had to look in the. He blushed and said nothing. Well the mom in me starting lecturing on how he needed to heal and not to be doing anything to himself. And he said “mom, it’s not that.” He said “I was trying to be quiet about it but my balls are hurting some and I was trying to sooth them by rubbing them.”Well, I thought, should I offer to do it? Could this be my chance to realize one of my greatest fantasies? Again my heart was racing. So I suggested he let me massage his balls. I even said he could keep. We both are chatting about all the things happened in the past. After some time her pallu fell down and milky weight cleavage is visible through her low neck blouse. But she did not care about it, as she feels me as a little kid. I think it’s not intentional. But I feel so horny by seeing her cleavage. She is busy with her work. She told me to fresh up myself. I freshen up and wore my uncle’s lungi. She took the bath and we both completed our dinner. After that we both went to her bedroom. When.