There he was, a tangle of covers, one leg hanging over the edge of his double bed, half lying on his covers half sprawled underneath, he hair splayed ...ut round his head, an untamed black mane of shaggy hair just asking to have my fingers run through it.I lay on the bed next to him. This was going to be easier than I thought. Next to his unaware sleeping body, I was the hunter, he was the hunted. In his deep sleep I turned him so I could freely kneel over him, his naked body pressed between my. "So just keep it on slave, and go into the bedroom when you're done drying off."I finished drying, except for the soggy G-string, and went into the bedroom. My raging hard-on was sticking out the top of the pouch on the G-string. She walked into the bedroom a few minutes later wearing a red satin camisole, garter, nylons and black patent leather pumps. She came over to the edge of the bed where I was sitting, grabbed my balls through the pouch, and told me to open my mouth. She then stuffed my. His mother, then in the first stages of pregnancy her breasts crowned with rich brown disks round each nipple, her belly swollen, her bush tucked under the overhang. Other pictures showed grandad, who died that year, and Jim, his dad both naked walking on the sands and swimming, the women arm in arm. Beryl looked distant, it had been the last holiday as a family group, her Tommy had passed away the week after Alec was born, victim of the big C. After he had passed, in fact a year after, her. Mr. Williams left the room and Bill loomed threateningly over Natalie."For the rest of the week you will wear no underwear at anytime. If I catch you with a bra or panties on you'll regret it and I will check! I will come for you tomorrow morning to take you to school. You will wear the shortest, tightest clothes I can find"His cock surged as he thought of her imposing nipples poking through the thin fabric of a thoroughly stretched jersey top."If I can't find anything tight enough or short.