Brittany was eager and happy to see us return, especially me. "Get me daddy's training bra, Brittany." She instructed.I broke into a cold sweat. My yo...ngest daughter, seemed only too pleased to help. She was all giggles. My heart was pounding. I suddenly remembered when Brittany got her first training bra...she was 12. She had been after me to let her buy one for many weeks, and was so pleased when she finally got it. I would tease her, shouting, "Brittany wearing a training bra!" I really. We were both a little sweaty and I noticed how good she smelled. Little did I know that this simple game of hide and seek would turn into the first sexual experience of my life. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a hug, like I had done a million times before. I liked the way she felt against me. “I love you” she said. “I love you too”. We held that position for a while, just embracing each other in the pitch black darkness of that closet. I moved my hand down the small of her. She slid her hands down his body, her fingernails raking over his hard nipples. She pulled gently at his nipple ring. As she looked him in the eyes, she switched her hand for her lips. She took each nipple in her mouth and gently nipped it. Seeing his nipples harden at the touch she slowly kissed her way down his stomach. Slowly inch by inch she moved towards his cock. “Your cock looks so much bigger than on web-cam, I can’t wait to taste your cock Master- it is magnificent, I shall worship. Her sexy thongs and little skirts were a huge turn on for me, and I took every chance I got to try them on myself. Usually I put on my favourite black sexy thong, short plaid skirt, stripey thigh-high socks, and a nice tight shirt. I loved how the thong felt on my butt, and how feminine the skirt and socks made me look. I used to pose in front of her full-body mirror, sticking my round smooth ass out and wiggle it seductively to my reflection. I'd run my hands over my slim body, pulling the.