At some point you can't count anymore. And you hear them all starting to wank and groan. The thought of having a group of guys seeing you totally nake...d and tied up in your own bed turns you on but on the other hand you feel totally exposed. Images are overflowing your brain. Horniness and disgust are mixing. You picture hot, slim guys with a broad manly chests stroking their long and thick cock. And then there's the other picture coming into your mind. What if they're old, ugly fat bastards. This time I have written a fantasy. I really hope you guys like it. Happy Reading.Let me give you a brief introduction to my mom. Her name is Hema. She is 42, with a height of 5’8. She is fair and has the right amount of flesh where needed. Her sizes are 36-30-36. Her curvy body can make anyone go mad for her.She mostly wears sarees but in a sexy way. She ties her saree below her navel, and also you can see the shape of her boobs from the side. Coming to me, I am Kumar of 21. My height is 6’. That, to his mind, was unforgivable and had been the basis to his second letter. He had produced two copies, the first he would give to the Princess if he succeeded in freeing her so she could hand it to Minara when she released her. The second slightly different he had left with the Guard Captain to hand her at the end of her sentence if his plan failed and he could not secure the Princess's release. Otherwise he had asked the Captain to destroy it. Arron was actually unsure if the letter. Boredom was as sure as her feeling older than 42.But recently, she preferred the pool, for it gave her an excuse to be in that tiny bikini she bought at the store a month ago. The pool on the ground level of her apartment was a perfect place for her to parade her body. Subconsciously, she dreamed of attention, the attention given to her firm and tanned body, her cute ass and perky breasts. She loved how the guys would stare from the corner while she pretended to be too engrossed in her book to.