She moaned and undulated, draining every drop of sensation.Marie kissed back up her body and held her. Flora held her back just as tightly.“There is...one more thing,” Marie said.“Good heavens. Did my husband also prescribe specific positions?”Marie giggled but quickly sobered. “This isn’t about him. This is about your cousins.”“The ones imprisoned?”“They’ve requested an audience with you.”Flora bit her lip. They had betrayed her father so many years ago, she didn’t even think of them as family. As Rebecca began displaying the items, Betsy realized that her regular underwear was indeed ‘plain’. Here were stacks of delicate panties, lacy satin bras, slips pretty enough to wear alone and delicate gowns. The colors were kaleidoscopic. Every color was represented and varying shades of many. The woman left, telling them to call if they needed help and Renee immediately unhooked Betsy’s white bra. She offered her a shiny red one, with a small delicate hook in the front. When it was on and. Then she closed her mouth over it, bathing it in warmth and sensation. Instantly, she could feel the response. blood flowed rapidly into the muscle, engorging it and dramatically increasing its size. She was becoming more aroused herself.She continued this way in silence. The only response she noted has the deepening of his breath, and the increasingly strong throbs through his cock. She began to feel his body tense around her. His legs began to press in against her shoulders and she could feel. ‘Are you sure dear? Remember, I’m your mother and you can tell me anything.’ ‘Well, it’s really personal mother. You can’t tell anyone. Not even dad,’ she muttered out. ‘Dorothy Michaels,’ her mother snapped at her! ‘You’re not pregnant, are you?’ ‘Pregnant? Hell no,’ she snapped back! ‘Mom, I’ve never even been with a boy.’ ‘But you’ve been out on dates before, Dorothy,’ she thought for a second and it suddenly hit her. ‘You mean to tell me that they’ve never touched you.?’ ‘Oh, they’ve tried.