My mom, had, in the time I had taken my bath, not onlylaid out an outfit for me, but, I saw that she had also managed toget me breast forms. I tied ...he little waist nipper corset on, and sat on thevanity's chair to pull my white nylons on. Oh how much I had loved thefeeling of wearing nylons. But, I had never ever dreamed that myparents would see me wearing them. I tried hard not to think aboutwhat was coming later. I concentrated on getting dressed. I slid the lacy little bra up my arms. In her inebriated state, her own pussy began throbbing with desire as she inspected their erect penises dipping into her mother's moist holes. Soon both guys began to howl in climax as they emptied their loads into her warm tight cavities. Both of them had scarlet, sweaty faces as they slammed their cocks into her mother. She looked down and noticed her own titties were stiff and knew this was going to be one totally great party. Ten minutes later . . . Marissa, Mike and Brian quickly cleaned. They say you can never truly know someone. I can. I reached for her pleasure center again and began to…well in a sense it was like whispering soft and gentle nothings in a lovers ear. I watched her body language and it was very similar to last night. She started to caress herself, her breathing deepened and, as the warmth of arousal spread throughout her body, she appeared to sink further into the feather-softness of her bed. She pinched her nipples (I was beginning to get the impression that. Yeah, I used the word "play" because Our relationship is based on a consensual power exchange. We won't engage in anything that involves somebody being forced. I submit because I really like it. I do have a safe word but have never used it. In truth our play doesn't usually get real rough. The turn-on is in the exchange of power. It's a form of foreplay that is very intoxicating. So far I have never been ordered to do something that I wouldn't do. At times, it's a challenge but I really do get.