Lacey kissed me. I locked eyes with her, then flipped her over. I unzipped her dress, revealing a pale back and black, lacy lingerie. She slipped the ...ress down, rolling back over to undo my pants. I shrugged off my tee shirt. Lacey smiled.“Looks like someone’s glad to see me!” She grabbed my dick through my underpants. “Let me see him.” She continued as she pulled my last modesty off. My dick was enjoying the attention as it grew to its full 7 inches. I groaned whilst she caressed my balls and. " I looked at her and then added, "I love the dress you are wearing now. It shows off your legs and your cleavage really well." But they are not like girls of your age, David." No, they are far better," I added. Mum smiled and lifted her dress slightly. "You really think so?" Oh yes, mum." I moved my hand down and lifted the dress right up and stroked her thigh. Her panties were now showing but she didn't stop me. She looked at the bulge in my trousers. "You really do mean it!" She ran her hand. There was an intense feeling, a whoosh of nerves that passed through her body as she began to move her finger in and out. The wetness, the softness, the warmth there all combined to send tingles through her whole body. She had fingered herself before, but it never felt this good to her. This time, with her finger thrust deep inside her box, the feeling was more than sexual. It was sensual. Slowly, she moved her finger in and out. She could feel the insides of her flexible partition follow the. I learned to clean bathrooms and toilets, to pick upmats of hair from showers and to vacuum bedrooms, taking the at-times-still-wet sheets to wash. If the homeowner was not watching I wouldeagerly sniff the aromas of passion before tossing the sheets into thewasher. I learned to cook, to serve correctly and to pick up just asproperly. I learned to wash the dishes and put them away before retiringfor the night. And my favorite part of the day was picking up thehomeowner's panties, learning how.