”I thought that sounded really lame but Mom seemed to like what I’d said. Her legs opened even more and her panties puffed forward delineating the...r underlying sculpture so finely that a permanent memory was burnt into my retinas, forever associating that particular image in my mind with the word ‘pussy’.“That may be the finest example of a pussy ... willow that I’ve ever seen. But, of course, I’ll have to take a closer look to be sure.”“I don’t know,” Mom said, her voice uncertain. “My. It was a deep shade of red, almost scarlet, almost, but not quite sheer, two spaghetti straps held it up over her fantastic cleavage and at the back, well, there wasn’t one!“You’re stunning my darling,” I said and I meant it, she was.“Do you think he’ll like me?” she asked nervously.“If he doesn’t, he’s queer,” I smiled, “You’re gorgeous.”“I’m wearing hold ups underneath,” she informed me, “And a little black thong.”A car horn outside told us her lift had arrived, she air kissed me and left and. I felt I had no choice but to do as Nancy said. So I started to dance again, a bit awkwardly at first, but I forced myself to try to forget about Karen and dance as if only Nancy were there. This would be short lived, though, as Karen told me to push my breasts together. I hesitated, which drew a sharp slap on my ass from Nancy. I was totally stunned - she had never hit me before! I did as I was told, pushing my heavy breasts together. Karen told me to bend down so she could see my cleavage,. " Now that was a big step. Catherine giving her a key to her house probably means we're about to take our relationship a little further soon. Not that that's a problem--I've thought it was about to happen soon anyway. Friday rolled around, and I arrived at their house. I unlocked the door and let myself in. I had just packed a small bag with a couple of changes of clothing, and was bringing it up to Catherine's bedroom, when I almost ran over Callie. The only problem was that she was naked. She.