True to his word, after 15 minutes he was at my door. And I was greeting him in my most expensive and sexiest babydoll. I was dressed for him, knowing...he didn't care what I wear for him. He just cared about my body and my holes, like a cheap whore. And he treated me like one. And I loved this treatment. This was what I want, what I need. I craved for this. I waited patiently for weeks, sometimes for months for his call.When he entered the house I tried to hug his neck and kiss him. But he. Mummy just 'might' wear the skirt you like so much. How does that sound?" she asked and knew this was a bad thing to do. She moved her hips and rubbed his hard cock into her wet,knickers and Mark flexed. "Oh Darling, oh my baby boy!" Helen cried out and hugged him with all of her might. Mark was hurt, but his Mum's plan sounded good and when she pushed to him, he flexed. "Oh shit, easy Mum! That thing is loaded and ready to go off at any second!" he laughed, grabbed her arse and he flexed. "Everything feels okay."She smiled back at me all the tension releasing from her shoulders, she slumped."Thank God."Laura stood holding out her hand to help me up, I grabbed it and stood."Shanor, it movement might take awhile to get used to, so be careful."I smiled eager to test out if I could do the same things Laura could."Can I go outside to um ... test things out?"Laura looked over at Entoch."Entoch you okay here by yourself?"We both heard the answer in our head."No problem I am fine. He felt like he had giant balls!Inside a Victoria’s Secret-type store, Karl’s studly confidence soon shriveled! He felt awkward, out of his element--like everyone knew what they were up to. His heart was beating twice as fast, aroused, yet also self-conscious, as Roxie held up a series of very skimpy thongs! But, he settled into it as he started to picture her wearing them. She asked his opinion about each one:“Do you like this color?”“Yes”“Is this too thin? You can see my hand through it. Can.