” She bit her lip. “This is illegal, Mom. You can’t do this.”I stared into her brown eyes, her face trembling. It was so cute. My thoughts tin...gling, I informed her, “Honey, I can do whatever I want. I’m a Goddess, remember? And you’re my princess. You love it when I touch you. It makes your pussy tingle and your entire body feel so good. Because you like girls, especially your mother. I’m the most beautiful woman in the world. And you love me so much. Don’t you, Janet?”“I do, Mom,” she gushed,. Her 34B tits are firm and sit high and proud and her perky nipples are hard as little pebbles. When she comes to visit my wife Jackie and me, she runs around the house braless, which gets me to thinking about how those cute tits would feel while resting on my chest hair. I have to hide my resulting hard-on lest those thoughts become very apparent.Karen’s ass is shapely and as firm as her tits. When she walks around in her pajama bottoms, there’s just enough jiggle to pique any man’s interest. I. Before Ayden had arrived, Tiffany was writing in her journal. Her thoughts – desires and fears and hopes. Anything to clarify in her mind and heart what it was Tiffany hoped to accomplish in this upcoming meeting. Tiffany had dressed simply so as to not arouse suspicion. She wore her lacey bra and silky panties (that she had conveniently cut a teeny hole as she knew it would soon be enlarged) beneath her outer garments. Her top was a flimsy thin cotton shirt with a collar and three. And I was kissing the one while pressing the other one and in this rage I tore her bra in one pull (she said oh shit ). I was not in a mood to stop at anything. I went down and kissed her navel for some time.Then I pulled her saree out, now she was on her lehenga, I tried to remove the knot of the lehenga but it was difficult. She helped me to untie the knot. The lehenga fell down, then there was only one thing that was standing between me and the ecstasy ” the panty” . She lowered it in a.