"I hope you like Chablis, it's all I had chilled," she said as I sat down across from her."Perfect," I replied. "I feel as if I should be wearing a wh...te tie and tails, or at least a shirt for such a formal setting." Why? I'd just have more to rip off when I rape you," she answered with a lecherous smirk."What happened to anticipation and 'true hedonism'?" I told you, I have no discipline, especially when it comes to lust," she replied, her blue eyes gleaming in the candle's light as she lifted. Mrs. Anderson let go of the nipple she'd been sucking and she moved to an open spot on the bed. Lying on her back she brought her knees up and opened her legs. Using both hands she reached down and opened her pussy for the whole world to see."Put that camera down honey and eat this old lady's pussy." She said as two fingers slid into her very wet pussy.The camera panned out to show the entire bed. I watched, as other's I'm sure were doing, Bill fuck his mother. My own mother walked to the bed. " Hand me those scissors and the bag Mika," said Carey.Mika did as Carey asked. "What are the scissors for?"Tad said, "She has a fetish about cutting the tags out of everyone's underwear." Not just underwear," Carey said as she opened the bag and dumped the contents into her lap, "Anything where the tag will show. It drives me crazy to see a bra tag through a sheer top or a forty-five dollar tank with the tag sticking out of the neck." Carey started to methodically snip the labels off."She's. She handed me some gloves, "These will help cover in the meantime." Shesmiled at her own ingenuity.I pulled the gloves on and realized they were vinyl just like theoutfit. They felt very cool and slick on my hands and wrists. I admiredthe way they made my hands look. They felt quite nice, too. I realizedAnna was watching me and I blushed a little embarrassed."Don't be embarrassed, sweetie. You look good, you look better than mostgirls would in that outfit," she just shook her head. "I've got to.