As she looked at the sheer bras, she asked her brother’s opinion.“I like seeing you in your undies no matter what you’re wearing,” Cliff said....��Okay, what do you like the best?” Tammy held up a very sheer bra. “Do you like something like this one? Don’t tell me to get what I want. I want to know what you think and would like me to wear for you.”“I like ones like this. Your boobs feel better than the other ones you wear.”Grinning, Tammy selected a few of the sexy garments in different. There were a couple ofguys who were okay, and a few others I abided from time to time.Strangely, it was almost five months after overhearing my folks talkabout it that I happened to be in the mall for a real reason, which wasto buy some new jeans, and the store I needed was right down by thewashroom, and as it turns out I did actually have to pee, so I slippedin there first, so I wouldn't be all jittery while I was trying onpants.I automatically went to the stall, the one I'd always gone to. . "You ain't!"I nodded and got her started toward my basement hideaway where I lit a candle and found the landlady's meager sewing kit. She pulled off the top of her dress and wrapped herself in a thin quilt while I built up the fire. I sat and watched her sew up her bodice, admiring her young charms, determined face and rapid stitching."Your mother make that?" I asked her."None a'yer damn business," she said without looking up from her work."Look's homespun, very nice. She weave that cloth,. She knew we were both going to be playing games on each other whilst we were away. So when she arrived I was not surprised to find a picture of her looking very cosey in her seat with a large built muscular man next to her with his hand on her bare thigh.I replied with just a picture of my hard cock cumming all over her underwear that I had unpacked for her, and asked if she had forgotten to pack these. To which she replied why would she need underwear at all this week.A couple of hours later I.