Sally was pale, paralyzed at the end of the table."Master, I cannot punish my own daughter," she quailed. "Please, I cannot do that. I never have rais...d a hand against her and, well, I-I..."Sally tailed off, tears running down her cheeks as she gazed softly at Nicole. The memory was still fresh in her mind, too."I will not ask you to..."Sally sagged visibly, but Nicole, still silent, grunted in protest. It was the only noise she dared to make in her position of honored guest.... , you will. ..!" James turned around and looked at his mother, "I'll go andchange..." He paused. "My clothes?" he looked at his mother. "Myclothes. I thought that..." They're your clothes and there is no need for you to change." Hismother paused and smiled. "Why do you think the skirt and top fit you sowell?" she chuckled, "Louise saw what you're wearing in a photograph onyour laptop. She knew that you've been wearing her clothes. She spoke tome and so she thought it would be nice if you had some women's. I thought that this would takelonger than it has, so I gave Gary permission to go out with hisfriends this evening. If you want to talk, we could go back to my houseor to yours or maybe you just want to get a drink somewhere nearby?"I considered for a moment. I didn't want to leave Dan on his own allevening and I was already later returning than I'd meant to be."Would you mind coming to our house?" I asked. "It's not that far. Idon't really want to go to a bar."She agreed and said she would. I watched her take one nipple between her fingers and pull on it. My cock stood to attention as I imagined how those amazing tits would feel in my bigger rougher hands, rubbing the cream in to her skin, leaving it slick. I thought of fastening my lips on that big hard nipple and suckling like an infant. “Jesus.” I moaned and reached for my zip. My 8 inch hard-on sprung free of my jeans easily and throbbed in my hand as I leaned there against the house. I stroked slowly as I watched her. She.