I wanted someone older for my first time, 35-45years old, a real daddy type. An IM came in from a 43 year old man from one town over. This was perfec... for me, and we made small talk at first. He sent me a pic of his cock and face, both were wonderful. As I stared at the picture of his hard cock, I imagined what it tasted like, what it felt like. I told him I wanted to be his bottom, and he invited me over for some fun. We met within the hour and went back to his place. I was incredibly. Again I had to lift my arms and Mother slipped it on me. She buttonedthe back up and I couldn't help but wonder how a girl can button up herdress without some help. Mother explained that that is what mothers arefor. All six dresses where of gingham small print floral materials andthe length went just below the knee. When we made the purchases, Mothermade me stand next to her at the counter and the girl at the cashregister kept looking at me kind of funny when she held up the pantiesand bras. I. "Now" she quickly stood and stripped, no finesse, no teasing. "Back on your knees" she knelt quickly. Ooh, the beast struggled. "Mmmm, shall I piss on you?" "Fuck you in the ass perhaps" "I know, how about I ram a beer bottle up your cunt" Her eyes wide, flushed, sweaty, she waited. Whatever He wanted to do. She was trembling...not in fear. she was....dripping. her juices were dripping on the floor between her knees. I watched her, she was gently undulating her tummy muscles. "Enough, do you. ”“And speaking of kids, I need to take your Pumpkin and Stephie out,” Kara said.“I’ll do it, Kara,” Abbie said. “You stay with Steve. Are the others staying?”“Another five minutes for my boys, I think,” Elyse said. “I’ll send them out.”“Kristin can stay until then, too,” Kathy added.“Jesse will go when Kristin goes,” Jennifer said.The expected reaction came immediately.“I want to stay with the grown-ups!” Jesse demanded.“You’ll go with your siblings and Kristin,” Jennifer said firmly. “Or no.