You’ll see.’ ‘Okay. Okay. Okay.’ I got out of the car and walked a ways before I saw it. ‘A hot air balloon?! We’re going in a hot air ba...lloon? Who’s going to fly it?’ ‘Silly girl, I am.’ ‘But who is going to pick us up. And sunrise is a while away. And…’ ‘Shhh. Just trust me. We’re still in my 12 hours.’ ‘Fine.’ A few guys were there to help him get the balloon of the ground. He told me that they would come pick us up when we landed—we had a GPS in the balloon. I couldn’t believe how. 'Ohhhh, Mistress, please!' Her nails dug deep into his balls as she twisted them.'You would lose the use of these, boy if that had happened.'Yes, ohh god, Mistress Reana please, ' he cried out as his balls were given one last vicious twist and tensed as the cane was swished down onto the bed next to him.'You are privileged to feel the caress of my new cane. It sounds good don't you think?''Yes, Mistress, thank you, Mistress.' Again the cane cut the air next to him, so close he felt the draft it. As I thrust my hard cock in and out Jay’s pussy frantically, at the same time, Im so damn turned on I try to keep from cumming.. I was trying to keep from cumming until I couldn’t hold back any longer. In the meantime my son kept his arms and legs lacing around my hot, sweaty and burning body tightly while moaning and mumbling unintelligible sounds every time my thick cock went balls deep hitting my son’s prostate. Unable to hold my orgasm any longer, I hover over my son, holding his ankles, my. “She was happy, and she replied “then instead of salwaar soot, may I get a pair of jeans and top from market”? I replied “of course mom, you’ll look like the fairy of heaven if you wear jeans-top.Next day she bought jeans and top and wore it. Then she came in front of me and said “how am I looking “? I just kissed her cheeks and said “like a 20 year young girl”. She blushed and left the place. That night, I came to know that she also is a regular reader of Indian incest stories on computer..