“You can get by without this, it has no purpose being worn by you.”He came over with her panties and shoes. Having her first step into the pantie..., which he just sighed over their sad shape. Then he had her step into her shoes, again a long sigh. “Emma, I am going to have to teach you how to properly dress, to be attractive to who you shall serve.” Emma, wide-eyed, just nodded her head. Then he brought the silk blouse, the only nice thing she had worn. Starting at the bottom, Donald buttoned. So masculine. I ran my hands over his back and chest. I could feel myself getting wet 'down there'. But when Tom tried to feel my crotch, I wouldn't let him. I was too nervous, too shy. I wiggled and squirmed, trying to keep him away from my 'private parts'. I mean, my boobs were one thing, but no male had ever seen or touched me there since the last time my dad changed my diaper."She took a deep breath. Inwardly, I was reeling, just a bit. It was clear that she was going to tell me the full. Totally embarrassed, you give up, as he greets you with a smile. He is tall and dark, broad shouldered, with intelligent blue eyes, strong looking arms and hands.He asks, "What will it be today? Shoulders? Full body or something special?" Again he looks at your naked bum with a smile. You stammer, "The usual," in your embarrassment."Yes ma'am, just relax." He starts by warming his hands and then touching the skin of your shoulders gently as you lay your head on the bed close your eyes trying to. Carrie laid down and spread her legs, letting Chris climb in between them, sliding his cock in completely without resistance. Her pussy was very well lubricated and his cock was already covered in his sister's pussy juice. He wrapped his hand around his mother's neck and returned the gentle squeezing and choking she was so fond of dishing out. She locked eyes with him and grinned, a very evil grin."You like that?" Chris asked."Oh yeah...mama loves that. Do it harder." Carrie grabbed his wrist.