“Show mummy” she replied.In just a few minutes any concerns I had about Sunday evening were gone. My cock was fast coming to attention and trying ...o find its way out through the fly opening. Mum reached out her hand, inserted it into the fly hole and wrapped it round my cock, releasing it into the open. “It looks so much better, look how the skin seems to move with much more ease,” she said as she started to move the skin back and forth over the helmet. With her other hand she undid the one. My mother would have bleached the hell out of it and her panties too. When Tammy took off her bra I asked her to just stand there and let me look at her for a while. Her tits were bigger than I had expected and she said that her new bras were 32-B. The old bra that she had on was a 32-A. I wasn’t exactly sure what that meant but apparently the higher up in the alphabet you go the better. My mother wears a 36-C because I checked one of her bras once in the dirty clothes hamper in the bathroom.. I directed both slaves with the following, they were to complete their hair & make up, then to check that all the food & drinks were right to go & they were to both wear their Black Heels, my Ownership tags were to be clean & shiny. This was when I told alice that Sam & Cindy were both coming to see us & learn about our lifestyle. I had no idea how far they wanted to go with this, so I told the girls they were to be on their best behavior all night & that they would not be eating with myself or. It was a small class of only ‘one’ and Sherrie was the instructor. For three weeks we met and went through the curriculum. She was an excellent teacher. She was animate in the presentation, her explanations were clear and concise, and the exercises to the point. She presented the material in a humorous fashion and we routinely were in fits of laughter. Sherrie was a nice lady and I came to appreciate her character and abilities. The training was completed and I took an active role in the.