Suddenly my friend’s mom comes and she has also a great assets which I will describe in next story. She shouts to that girl have you clean the stuff... and how many times I told you to be careful while handling glass ware,and have a look at me and ask me how are you suraj? Its been so long you come back to home town?How is your education? And so on..But I am waiting eagerly to the girl who has such a beautiful ass.And asked indirectly what happened pointing at that girl.She said look at your. Up on theplatform, running along the wall, was a padded benchcovered in black leather. The sub realized that shewouldn’t be spending much time on that bench, but morelikely bound at her Mistress’s feet, as she rested onthe bench. Looking over to her right the utilities were no longervisible but had been divided by a wall covered to matchthe outer walls. You had to really look to notice theblack doorknob sticking out of the wall. Protruding from the new acoustic ceiling were. "Hi, I'm Evelyn. We met a few times," she said as she offered me her hand.I shook her hand and smiled, "I remember."She was a very pretty woman, mid-forties. Average height with a slim build and long brown hair. I remembered her - she had a great ass and a great smile. Dressed in a white t-shirt adorned with the Rolling Stones Lips and tight jeans she looked closer to thirty. I recalled my mom saying she was divorced.She pointed towards the kitchen area and led me to the table."I have a new set. " I'm with you ... and oh ... your mouth ... so hot..."He pressed his lips against mine again and this time, his tongue nursed the seam of my lips because I knew he wanted to slide it inside my mouth."Michael ... oh god ... I can't do this ... not to her..."He traced the hollow between my breasts under mytop while looking at me."Becca's a fucking slut," he said, "I came up to me with another man's scent on her."That shocked me. No it couldn't be true, not Becca. There had to be some kind of.