Next morning I had off school as it was a staff day. Once they left for work, I decided to explore their bedroom knowing I would not be detected. I fo...nd the usual bras and panties as well as carefully shelved stockings. One pair was lying as if recently worn and I lifted them to my nose and had a whiff of mum. Getting excited I went to the laundry basket. Near the top was a pair of silk panties. Bringing them to my nose I had a heavy aroma of sweat and a pale stain in the crotch which smelled. She leaned back in for another long drink. "The sooner we finish this the sooner we can go talk."Your lips are wrapped around that straw sucking harder and deeper than ever before. Within a few moments the margarita is gone and Wendy is leading you out of the pool. "So somethings don't charge huh? Always in a rush to get me alone," her smile is one of approval and satisfaction. She stops near Tom for her purse and your bag which was provided with a wink. The two of you hurry back to your room. Thank God you were wearing tights and not stockings!”I thought for a moment then a strange feeling passed through my tummy. Pete was quite right; without thinking, I had donned one of my new shorter dresses, one that he and I had chosen for my dates with Tony and which barely covered my bottom. It was only because of the cold weather that I had opted for tights instead of stockings – indeed at one point I had laid out my suspender belt ready to put on but had changed my mind at the last minute,. But when backed in a corner, and a dominant maleorders her to do something, she tends to do what he says. It explained why she put up with my loser father, Shemarried him right out of high school. He’s the only manwho ever fucked her, the only man who ever dated her. Idon’t think either of us knew how much he affected herover the years. I know it surprised her as much as it didme. If you had asked me yesterday if my mom would EVER,under ANY circumstances suck my (bloody) cock, after.
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