Indian Pakistani Mommy

Without a word I move you hair and kiss just below your right ear. You breath stays shallow, you heart beats harder and faster. My teeth gently tug on you ear, then are gone. My left arm slides around your waist and pulls you carefully against me, my hardness nestling against the tightness of your skirt. I move my arm from around and grasp your wrists, lifting both arms out from your body and slightly higher than your shoulders, holding your hands flat against the wall. My feet are outside yours. You can't move away, but you feel like this is where you should be. We stand for what seems like an age feeling each others heat and hearts beating. Nothing said. Nothing needed. The tension breaks for an instant as I bite where I had kissed before, softly, gently. A moment of something, neither sure exactly what.I turn you around a drink you in. Again I grasp you wrists and hold you steady against the wall. Leaning into you I shower you neck with kisses. Peppering you with my lips. Across. "Philip Gracegirdle was more red on one side of his face than he was onthe other as he arranged himself correctly on his stool and began hiscorrected speech."Th-Thank you, Mistress. A respectful son-in-law sh-should always give af-full and respectful answer to his mother-in-law. I am very sorryindeed, Mother-in-law." I should think you are, you ungrateful puppy. And after you have beenallowed to wear your mother-in-law's beautiful cami-knicker too. Getyourself over my knee at once." She settled herself squarely in herarmchair with her knees firmly next to one another. "Crystal, my paddleplease."Her son-in-law began mewling with distress as he rose to his feet andinched his way to beside her taffeta skirt. It was a pencil skirt thatreached almost to her ankles, the style she preferred, with smoothcharcoal buttons an inch and a half across down one leg to the hem. Shewore a wide belt of silver-grey vinyl with an oval buckle, and herblouse was in opulent white satin, deeply bloused in a.
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