After putting on her dress with the lingerie for the first time, she looked in the mirror. "Madam Claudette you were right about bra." Brenda said q...ietly. The front of the dress just covered the bra. Brenda’s tits were pressed up against the sheer material showing lots of cleavage. When she ran her hands over her hips she could feel the garter belt. She looked in the mirror and saw that the garter straps and clasps made visible bumps through the tight fabric. She ran her hand around her. I can’t check in front of this stranger, but I swear it’s gone. He’s pointing again and what? My warm cotton panties are gone too. The next time he points I’m going to be in real trouble. Wait — his finger is along his nose again. How? – how did he get all the way over here in front of me? I didn’t even see him move. And he’s pointing again. This time at his coat. It’s gone! Now his pants are gone! He looks cute in his briefs and boots and that cute Santa cap, and I think I recognize him. He. This was so unfair! I looked into the mirror on the back of my door. I was shocked. I looked awful, and I had forgotten to remove my make up. My face was a mess. I had black stains from my eyeliner all over it. It definitely was time to go to sleep. But I had to clean that mess on my face first. On my way to the bathroom I crossed Ryan. Well, I think it was him. I didn't bother to lift my head, hoping that he hadn't seen the state of mind I was in. I noticed that he had taken a whole lot of. But I quickly decided my plan, I refused to her idea & advised it ‘all is easy for her to keep the cups & I can hold the stool till then. My gorgeous sexy god then stood on the stool, and tried to keep the cups. That time, I was able to see her big boobs from down with the blouse. It made me hot & I wanted to suck them, squeeze them. I then saw her deep beautiful navel which was visible as she tried to reach the top. I couldn’t control myself. I kept my face near to her ass & breathed heavily &.