He was in a lovely pale pink collarless satin blouse shirtwhich was taped at his waist and had long cuffed sleeves. His skirt wasdark pink knit blend ...hich had a faint grey and white flannel likepattern. His knees were on display as it hemmed showing a few inches ofthigh and he smoothed the front noticing how the cut of the skirt showedno little bump. On his legs were simple white knee socks and on his feetbasic white flats.His long dirty blonde hair was pulled straight back off his face as. I moaned out yes oh god yes I love it when you fuck your mothers shitter with your big thick cock. He leaned into me forcing his cock further into my ass and gave me little love bites on the back of my neck and shoulders. Soon I was moaning out in pleasure as he fucked me with long deep strokes that went into the depths of my bowels. I was moaning uh huh oh god yes my darling baby boy uh huh oh yes uh huh fuck me Richard fuck mommies shitter fuck it with your huge thick cock oh god it feels so. I couldn’t believe I was about to put my tongue in where I came out from. She couldn’t control me anymore and pushed my head into her pussy.I started licking her, and she went crazy. She started moaning so loudly, “Aah! Sarah fuck yes, right there, baby.” Her moans drove me crazy. I put my finger in and started fingering her vigorously. Her whole body started shaking. She couldn’t take it.“I’m gonna cum, baby, fuck.” As I heard this, I increased my pace. She shouted as she came all over my. My nylon fetish had gone far enough; hell, it's most likely going to lose me my job and I'd be having to start again, seek a new firm and start from the bottom rung. I felt sick and more worried than ever. I drained a few more beers and started on the vodka until it was starting to get late. Taking myself off to bed, I passed out and had a full night's drunken slumber only to wake Saturday morning to a hangover and the realisation that my problem hadn't gone away. When I could face food, I.