It was dark in the room, so I turned on the lights, and she was wearing a pair of booty shorts and one of my tank tops I lent her the last time she sl...pt with me. I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra from her hard nipples exposed through the shirt.She hopped into my king-sized bed and put her head on my shoulder and her arm over my chest pressing her breast against me. My cock had gotten harder than it was before she came into the room and I was only wearing a pair of boxers, so it was very. “I’m not the one, who’s got myself the reputation of being a complete whore after living here for 3 weeks.” She looked shocked. “You didn’t think I knew?! Everyone knows, mom! All my classmates know, think how embarrassing that is for me?! You’ve shagged practically everyone’s fathers, not to mention all my teachers!” I was pretty sure my mother had fucked every man she came into contact with since we moved here, I mean, I knew she wasn’t a saint while she was married to my dad but now she was. I decided not to use a bra but rather use a corset, which provided me with a beautiful little waist shape.A white silk g-string panty (deep into my crack), black garter belt and off white thigh high stocking were next. An extreme short flare black mini skirt and tight translucent white shirt (which revealed my fake breast) completed the perfect look I was looking for (semi-slut, if you know what I mean). Accessories as a black tight necklace, long clip-on earrings and a bracelet were in place. . obviously feeling me tense up. "This willonly hurt for a second," she said, as I saw her arm fly down towards myprivates while I yelped from the sudden pressure on my balls, her righthand moved up and pulled the strip from my brow.I whimpered for a second at the sudden pain. "You did fine girl," Iheard her whisper to me. Just as Sandy finished I heard Trish skip intothe room."Ready when you are," Trish said to Sandy."Just a sec hun, one more to go," was Sandy's response.With that she grasped.