The trophy wives and trust fund daughters who pursued through the expensive, name-brand clothing would shudder in revulsion at the sight of it. They w...re here for the chic. The popular. The outfits that quivered this or that current celebrity wore on the red carpet. Not for the bizarre.It was the perfect place to drop off the figure's mind-controlling panties.This one was an all black pair of panties with a single word written in sparkling, gold letters.Dazzling.The figure was eager for this. Timmy grunted then writhed and struggled, the nurse helper smirking withdelight as she held him tight while Gladys took the bra away and gotanother larger one from the bed. The large fleshy globes jiggled andswung in the air, the nipples large and jutting now as Timmy struggled.The hormone therapy had worked better than expected but Gladys had addedbreast augmentation complete with large saline implants. That procedurehad been completed nearly a month earlier. Timmy had no choice but towear. The two women kicked them off and poured themselves some wine. Andrew next undressed himself without any ceremony, to stand there in front of them wearing nothing but a smile, with his erection pointing skyward. He began touching them as they stood there.First was his mother. He faced her towards the mirror in front of her dresser and stepped up behind her. His cock rubbed in the crack of her ass as he pressed behind her, and his hands went around her, to cup her tits. She moaned as he fondled. It is said that ignorance is bliss and in the case of Keith and Bonnie it may well have been true. Sex was reasonably often and vigorous but conservative, the missionary position being the only one practiced in the Lakeland household. Bonnie had noticed some time ago that despite their initial enthusiasm, a certain sameness had developed resulting in a drop in the excitement levels they had once shared. For the first year of their marriage she had orgasmed regularly, but the unchanging routine.