After dinner and we had done the washing up, mum told me to go and change into a short nightie and a pair of skimpy briefs. I put on my new white baby...oll top and a pair of white nylon briefs. As I came back, the family were all sat at the kitchen table. I was told to stand in front of the fridge with my back towards them and touch my toes. I felt my knickers tighten and my nightie ride up my back. I heard mum pick up her hair brush and walk behind me, raising my nightie onto my back. When she. He was single, well paid, extremely good looking and seeking nothing in the way of commitment, marriage or even the beginnings of a long term, formal relationship. He was happy fucking the brains out of the gorgeous, blond, married white bitch who was so uppity around the office but who swore and creamed up like a cheap whore whenever he laid his big hands on her pale, milky skin. She was hooked on his colour and his very, very large dick. And she just loved the situation the way it was. This. ’ She was topless. Irene’s mother was topless. His future mother-in-law was topless. Donna’s tits were right there in front of him for his personal inspection and personal enjoyment. He couldn’t believe Irene’s mother was topless and dressed in only her panties. If space aliens were to kill him now, after seeing Donna’s tits, at least he’d die happy with an erection and a big, sexy smile on his face. ‘Are you kidding me? I don’t believe this,’ he said under his breath and too soft for her to. "I guess I really blew that fuse didn't I?" she said laughingly, looking down at my deflated cock as she sat down on the sofa. "It looks like it'll be out of commission for a while yet." Oh, with a little encouragement, it'll be right back up when I need it. And I think you have a lot to offer in that way," I replied."Oh, how sweet of you to say it," she beamed. "And what do you have in mind?" Well, I don't know just yet, but I'm sure I'll think of something. There are so many possibilities," I.