Under his shirt, both nipples had pierced rings. Under his pants was pink panties, a garter belt holding up black nylons. “Go get your yellow shoes ...n the closet.” his mother instructed. “Do I have to wear the yellow ones this time?” Todd wined. His mother just gave him “The Look.” He quickly returned with yellow, low heel slippons.“This is Mistress.” Said Aunt Hazel pointing to Cindy using her strap handle. “This is her bitch, Trixie.”“Truxie, go get your Mistress and I each a glass of wine.”. ”After a couple of strokes with her hand, she took my cock back in her mouth. Unlike the sweet and slow wake-up call, this time she bobbed up and down with purpose. Watching my hot Mom suck my cock with such reckless eagerness was the hottest sight ever and after only a few minutes I could feel my balls beginning to bubble.Like a gentleman, I warned, “I’m going to come soon, Mom.”Her left hand, gripping my ass, slithered to the crack, and I was stunned when I felt her finger slide between my. We stopped at the door of a modest shop. The sign on the window read, Peachtree Millinery – Rebecca Hastings Proprietress. We opened the door and walked in. Arrayed along one wall were bolts of fabric and in front of them stood books and illustrations of dress designs. On the other side of the room were finished dresses, some on hangars and a few on mannequins. The place was clean and orderly and obviously well maintained. A sign on the counter said Ring Bell for Service and there was a small. She didn’t say anything she was just looking into my eyes, I approached her extended my right hand and started touching her breasts. They felt like heaven, I touched and touched with both hands, I wanted to kiss them to bite them, to lick them, I began to feel that her nipples were starting to get hard, and then she pulled away, put the towel around her body and walked away. What had just happened, I had no idea, I stepped inside the shower again opened the water and got in, I was about to.