We met for coffee she was dressed smartly in trousers a see through blouse with lacy black bra clearly visible and as she later told me the panties ma...ched. After chatting and agreeing to take things further I told her next time we met she had to wear a denim mini skirt with black hold ups and the same underwear. She told me she hated her legs and didn't suit skirts, I told her to do as she was told and wear what I said this was to be part of my domination of her dressing how I liked not as she. He pulled my dress down so that my tits were exposed. He grabbed my large breasts with those rough hands of his, licking and suckling my nipples with thirst. I submitted to him. I felt my panties quickly soak with anticipation. As if psychic, he bent down and began to lick me. I was already near orgasm. He stood up and plunged his cock inside of me. His thick cock was rock hard. I began to cum almost immediately, my juices pouring onto him. He shoved deep inside of me before exploding, our. I stood from the sofa and went near her and hugged her tightly and said I Love You mom. Her breasts are crushing between my tight hug. She took my face in her arms and said don’t worry I am there for you and kissed me on my cheeks and hugged me tightly. I raised her in my arms and took her to my bedroom and dropped her in front of the mirror and said mom see how much beautiful you are looking and also said you are looking my sister than mother.You always wear only this dress (nightie) when you. After a few more strokes he pulled his hand away, letting his cock stand on its own. I reached down the front of my own pants and found the slippery slit between my legs. I ran a finger up and down the wet folds of my pussy slowly, imagining that my finger was the hard cock I was staring at instead of my own hand. Fuck it! It’s not like I was doing something illegal. I slid my hand out of my pants and with my finger glistening from my own juices I signaled Tony over. I watched him hurriedly.