Mother makes sure I empty the basket at the register. The womanat the register sees me holding the panties and bras and just smiles, likeit's perfectl... normal for a young boy to be touching such things. "I surehope that material doesn't show under your dance clothes," Mother tells meas I put an extremely feminine panty and bra set on the counter forpurchase. My face turns pinker than the delicates I'm holding in my hand.Mother is telling me she talked with Ms. Johnson. They purchased 34. Her vulva was swollen, engorged and glistening with her fluid. When I parted her outer lips and I could see the inflamed inner lips and as I drew near them I could feel the heat emanating from them.Mother was sighing, "Do it too me...do it to me..."I started to lick her, pushing my tongue into her hot squishy vagina. She tasted of a mixture of honey and vinegar and her smell resembled that of roses just after they have passed full bloom. As fast as I lapped up her juice it seemed to be. I'm momentarily startled as I feel Victoria's limp hands brushing my buttocks as her arms swing loosely in time with my steps. I smile to myself, darkly amused. This bitch is _spanking_ me, I muse to myself. I mockingly whisper her imaginary words to me: bad boy! you killed me, you cold bastard. bad boy... I arrive at the bedroom door and survey the space. I realize I can't afford to dirty the sheets with Victoria's vaginal juices, urine and the blood from her still-warm wounds as I'll need. She teasingly asked me what’s going on and winked at me. I said I am feeling horny. She said OK and she sat hugging me from my left side. Now I can feel her boobs on my left arm. After some time I put my left hand on her shoulder, now her boobs were directly pressing on chest from left side. My tool started erecting then and I started caressing her butt. She noticed my erection and said someone is waked up from the sleep and she kept her hand on my dick over my shorts. I got some courage and I.