She vowed not to think about Drake, Charles or her father for the rest of the evening, and also vowed that this would be a party that she would not ha...e any bad memories of afterwards. She managed for the most part to succeed and began to enjoy herself. After a particularly long time out on the dance floor, she sought out Doris. ‘Miss Ogilvy, you promised to give me a tour of your lovely home. Would now be a good time?’ Doris looked around and seeing that everyone was entertained and was. ‘Yeah,’ she replied, taking my cock in her trembling hands. She held it oh so gently for a second, and then, carefully, like it was made of eggshells, she gently gripped me more firmly. I gasped, and she looked up at me. I’m not sure what she saw on my face, but apparently she was satisfied with it, because then my Mom slowly dropped to her knees, and sat looking almost reverently at the hard cock in front of her face. I closed my eyes and my head tilted back. I felt Mom let go with one hand,. I kicked off my shoes, and undressed. “Kiss my feet,” I ordered. Without hesitation she was kissing my feet, and licking between my toes. I looked down at her. “In the top drawer there you will find a collection of wrist and ankle leather cuffs. Find a set of each that you like and put them on.” I got my robe out of my bag and put it on. I like the feel of light weight on my shoulders that a robe gives. It also adds to the dominance in a subtle way in that she is more naked than I am. There is. 4.30pm and it’s already dark. I’m still wearing the stockings and little pink cardigan I put on this morning but the dress and lacy shawl are hidden in my small back pack.A guy messaged this morning asking if I would meet. I agreed and asked if he wanted me to dress as a girl. He replied, “Yes.”After showering I came back downstairs and took off my dressing gown. I walked naked to the wardrobe and took out my black lace suspender belt and stockings, a tiny pink dress that barely covered my.