I dressed myself all up at home, finding great difficulty keeping my hard manhood inside the bright pink satin panties was hard as hell, literally and...figuratively but I managed to do it long enough to get a pair of blue jeans on and buttoned up over my stockings, garters and corset. I tried a nice white dress shirt and I love wearing a white dress shirt and jeans but while admiring myself in the mirror I realized any semi blind moron could easily figure out that I was wearing a bra and corset. Just me, my girlfriend and her mom and sister. We lived in california and it was always hot. Usually in the 80's or 90's. And Rosie would usually just walk around in tiny short shorts and loose little tank tops. Revealing her long beautiful legs and and decent amount of her tight little booty. She had dark brown hair and eyes, which were big, brown and incredibly sexy. I couldn't help but notice when she walked around. I tried not to let anyone see me looking so I had to be carful not to be. Mum was on the phone to everyone involved in the sale of our house and the purchase of the pub, she waved to me and blew me a kiss as I poured myself out a coffee, she was sitting at the breakfast table surrounded by letters and documents, a lap top computer and half a dozen empty cups!She sat back in her chair as I kissed her neck and slipped a hand down into my shirt that she wore over yet another short skirt.Her nipple was hard and pliant, a rubbery little nub between my fingers as I rolled. .....pleaaaasssse...........”I slathered into it. Focused, intent, with free spirited lust. Her hums and moans were continual, in pitched and staccato intervals. I probed with the tip of my tongue, and then quickly slipped it up and down the crack, in a torrent of wetness and hot breath. Quickly rubbing her pussy heightened her excitement, making her push her ass against my face. I could have spent an eternity in that nether world, but wanted my mouth on her pussy before she got herself off.