What could I do? There was my mother, standing in just her bra and knickers giving me the fruity‑eye. Now ready; she reached out her right hand, gra...bed my erection and started the rhythmic movement necessary to make me ejaculate. It didn’t take long before a burst of semen shot out and accidentally landed on her bra covered breasts. “Now look what you’ve done,” she giggled like a schoolgirl. “I’ll have to take it off because it’ll stain and will need washing.” Realising that she’d have to. " Hey girls, I think Taylor needs a make over before the guys get here." "Guys?" I said. "Theres going to be guys here" Well of course" one girl that i had not met yet "It not a party with some hot studs"The girls laughed then Chole, the girl I thought was the sexiest spoke up. "I think your right, she needs a make over before the party gets really going "Chole took me buy the hand and said "follow me girl" With Chole leading me, Kara, and two other girls followed us up the stairs to Choles. It was about 40 minutes later the bell rang again this time l asked who it was before opening the door, a soft whisper replied “me Alice” there was no point in me going to get changed, so l opened the door. Alice was clutching a bottle of wine, “can l come in” she asked, she followed me into the kitchen, we sat down and Alice opened the bottle, l put two glasses on the worktop which she then filled. We both took a sip l put my glass down and Alice came straight out and asked why do l wear. ” She turned and went to the side of the bed facing him, sat down in a ladylike manner with her ankles crossed, her hands laid gently on her lap, and did indeed watch as he removed his apparel, one piece at a time, teasing her, taunting her every desire as her body began to yearn for his touch and advance. He first removed his jacket, and turned only enough to hang it on one of the many hangers on the clothes rack installed on the wall, his flat topped hat already atop of the metal.