Needless to say my cock was forming quite a tent in my trousers. Suddenly, mom rolled over to lay on her stomach and told me she thought I could rub h...r better this way as I could more easily lift up her feet. She was right and I resumed my job.But, as I sat there thinking about her crotch I realized that she had fallen back asleep. Being a typical guy, I didn't learn from the earlier instance and didn't even think about what mom would do or say. So, I let my hands once again wander all the way. Maine kaha aap utar lo me khada to hoon par vo nahi mani haar kar mujhe unki penti utarani hi padi me unki penti neeche ki or sarka raha tha or vo mere land ko pakde hue khadi thi bilkul aise ki unke boobs mere muh se lag rahe the. Kher maine penti utar di to vo mere land ko pakde hue vahi beth gayee or peshaab karne lagi boli dekho aise karte hain susu. Me pehli baar kisi aurat ko peshaab karte dekh raha tha. Peshaab bahar aane ka rasta dekhte hi mujhe phir se sharam aayee or me peechhe hata. Also, I want you to start wearing a garter belt and pull up stockings. With legs like those you certainly want to accent them. Now, honey, show me the rest."Angilee was still a bit taken aback that her best friend had actually been a prostitute, but the greatest shock to her was that she herself was standing here "auditioning" to become one."Nice... very very nice. Even more beautiful than I remembered," smiled Donna as the last garment fell to the floor. "Now turn around for me."Self. The panty was exotic, sexy,utterly female. Tiny, bikini panties, black lace with a decorative, redbow on the front. Thinking about Julia wearing them, hour upon hour,against her naked pussy was making him stiff.Eric groaned in frustration. He had to remind himself that there was ajob to do. Julia would expect to see clean and dry panties in a handfulof hours.Eric lowered them back to the water and began to slowly, gently, rub atthe crotch of the garment with his fingers. He continued.