I'm one of those people who's always at least five minutes early for everything.Still on her knees, mom rocked back, looking thoughtful. "We need a li...tle something," she mused. "Wait here a minute."In moments she was back with a length of gold ribbon. Kneeling again, combing and tugging gently on my pubic hair, she fashioned a delicate little bow near the top of my pussy!"Oh my," I said softly, feeling my inner petals softening at the thought of the way it would draw attention to Down. " You can call me Chrissie or Christine but not Chris, that is such aman's name people will think I am a crossdresser or something."As I reached for each button it moved from the right to the left so bythe time I had it on I was wearing a blouse not a shirt.I put on my work trousers and watched as the legs split from my shoes upthe insides of both legs and up to underneath my vagina and then the legsas if someone was cutting them with scissors. Then my trouser legsrolled up my legs like a wave. You hold it out to her suggestively and tease her when she tries to take it. She giggles and throws a split second glance my way as she grabs it but doesn’t take it, you both hold on to it, your eyes lock across me and I feel the electricity surge between you, washing me in delicious, green tinted pleasure. I realise I’m smiling as you snatch it away from her and say, “Let me help you,” in a devious voice, matching the glare you give her. She practically melts and involuntarily pushes her chest. Pooja orgasmed in 5 minutes but the ‘delivery man’ was still finger fucking her. She was pulling the blankets and trying hard but was stuck. He slapped her on the face and boobs and she was completely red in a few minutes. Then he was ready with his monster to tear her.He grabbed her neck and raised her legs (missionary) with his hands and inserted his complete dick in one go. She screamed with pain. He continued to hump her. Soon, Pooja was also enjoying the moment.The room was full of screams.