"What do you mean 'the outfit isn't done yet'?" I asked."Well you need some undies to go with the slip, some shoes, a school bagand a coat I think."As...we were near the lingerie section, we headed there first and I chose acouple of pairs of midi knickers in the same style as the slip. My motheralso suggested picking up some support knickers to keep my thingydiscrete, so I picked up a couple of nude colour support thongs. Movingto the footwear section, my mother picked up some 40 denier. It was arousing, too, to know that she had an audience. Her teenage son was sitting right beside them, watching everything Craig did to her and noting her every reaction. That turned her on in a kinky, wicked way she'd never known before. But then she'd never had an audience before.She bet Dane's prick was pretty stiff by now. A quick peek proved it. His handsome teenage cock was sticking up from his lap, rigid and drooling. That gorgeous hard-on would be waiting for her when she and Craig. “As horny as I am, we don’t have time for you to do all the things that I need, and I don’t want to stop once we get started.” So instead we just made out; until I felt the car slow and turn into some sort of drive. “Honey, I think we’re here, wherever that is.” She quickly re-buttoned her coat, so that by the time the door was opened for us, appearances were all in order. Well, except for the extreme bulge in my trousers and the strong aroma of feminine arousal. Brad just smiled at me. “I’ll. I was indignant, but immediately got a fist in the stomach. The blow was not bad. ..as soon as I thought about it, she hit me again and again. I doubled over in pain, still bewildered. Lena grabbed my hands and pressed them against the wall with a forceful knee hit in the stomach. I gasped, this bitch is not as simple as I thought. ..she hit me again. I freaked out, and snatching one of my hands, hit her in the chest. Lena did not expect this, as well as the next knee blow to the stomach. She.