You’re doing good babe.’ The thin strip of material that stretched up between her buttocks tickled and opened her ass hole. It was such a stupid t...ing to wear. There was no purpose to it other than for taking it off. It felt to her such a relief when she pulled it out of her crack. Yet each time she had had to remove it in front of this man, while he rated how seductively she had performed, the more she felt his eyes upon her rosebud and the more she bent and opened her crack for him. She could. Kissing Lisa was like kissing herself, twice over. Her heart banged and her blood pressure surely had to be through the roof. Her ears rang and her head buzzed. She buzzed between her legs also and inside her gut and there were two small beehives on her chest. Her whole body felt like a racing engine.Lisa maintained the hold on her breasts, her forearms at right angles to Katie's chest. It never felt as good, being held this way, but Katie took the tradeoff willingly. Her tongue, gloriously. Then my son grabbed my bottoms and pulled them off. He went down on his knees. He turned his face to the camera and said, "Watch this dad. Watch me have a taste of moms' sweet pussy." My son pulled my pussy lips apart with his thumbs and dug his tongue into my wet pussy. My son lapped at my wet pussy like a dog drinking from a water dish. I began to moan loudly, rubbing my sons head as he licked my pussy, licked my clit and sucked on my clit. "Oh yes Eric...oh yes you are such a good son. Oh. The smaller one was blue with a red velvet ribbon. Neither of the packages had been mailed.She brought them to her room and opened the red present. It was a buff brown leather outfit with light brown fur trim. The collar was a brown leather collar with the word “SLUT” written on it. Brown leather thigh high moccasins with high heels and fur trim were provided. They were more like an ankle high boot that had a soft but tight thigh high legging attached to them. There were no panties.She shook.