! Mom always wears a saree to work which she wraps an inch below her navel. The blouse is usually short and tight which generates an excellent cleavag...e. But at home she wears shorts, sleeveless night gowns and sometimes her favorite short white cotton nighty. It hangs on her shoulders on two thin straps and covers her down till her thighs. And the best part is, she doesn’t wear a bra when she is at home. I can always see her nipples pointing out. All this just drives me mad with temptation but. Her boobies looked so good. Between her legs was the hairiest thing you ever saw. Her pubic hair was wet and matted."And what would you like, my dear," she asked Bee."You know what I want," Bee almost growled as she said itClara reached for the large wooden spoon on the counter. "This is what you get for reaching under that Sherman girl's choir robe last week," she said. Clara bent Bee over the table. Sweet Aunt Bee's ass loomed up as a perfect target. Clara did not hold back and Barney saw. She lifted herself completely off my cock and turned around. “You are not allowed to cum without my permission. Understood?” “Yes, mistress” “Good slave,” she said with a broad smile. Then she licked my lips and kissed me, sticking her tongue deep in my mouth. She put the ball gag back inside my open mouth and fastened it tight. “Ffank you, mifweff,” I mumbled. “Oh, what an obedient boy,” she said and kissed my nose. Once again, she took my cock in her hand and started sliding it inside. The Secretary had just arrived back from a firsthand examination of conditions in the tsunami affected areas. We hadn’t met until that moment, and he made a show of warmly bringing me onto to his team.When I stepped into our conference suite and discovered the Secretary, I shot a questioning glance at Honore. She grimaced like she knew it was a breach of protocol to catch me off guard in such a manner, but something in her gaze caused me to think she had no more idea he was coming than I.