" "Sorry mom, I didn't mean to react like that, I can't control it. But I really like to help you until you get better." "If you want to you can help ...me shave my legs, I am planning to visit my colleagues tomorrow for a short meeting. Hairy legs is not okay together with a skirt. " "Sure, cool, I mean, of course if you need me to." I couldn't hide the happiness in my voice. The water was pouring up and was togheter with the foam hiding most of her body. She put one leg on the side of the tube.. I was delighted to find that she had several girdles and suspender belts and a large collection of expensive lingerie. She also had nylon stockings in several colours. My face flushed with excitement as a further possibility crossed my mind.Trembling with excitement I sat on the Websters' marital bed and eased a pair of sheer tan gloss stockings onto my legs. I then attached them to a burgundy suspender belt and slipped on a matching bra and panties. Pleased with the ensemble I completed it. She got 36 D size, firm and protruding boobs, which drive me crazy.She got big buttocks, which I crave for. I fantasize about fucking her and masturbate almost every night by banging my cock to the pillow thinking that it is the Bindu madam. Bindu madam is the sex goddess. She is a single divorcee lady. I always look for opportunities to watch her boobs and waist line when she turns around. In the lab when she comes close to me to explain the experiments I enjoy every touch of her hand and. Only around five minutes later did I notice her hand on my thigh. Now, that was normal, I thought. But another two minutes and it was even higher. ‘What’s going on?’ I thought to myself. After I bit I noticed I had a hard-on. That was also normal. I always had one around her. Who didn’t? She soon was asleep on my sholder. I decided it would be best to let her sleep like that, with her having a rough week and all. I woke up with a letter on my lap, it said: Thanks for helping me out last night,.