I guess that made a weird kind of sense if I was the one wearing a dress now. But why was I dressed in my sister's clothes, and why was Jason convince... I was Tammy?A boy came over and started talking to Jason about the upcoming Superbowl. His date moved over to me and slipped her arm through mine. She was Olivia, my sister's best friend. She smelled nice!"Wow, Tammy, that was some kiss you and Jason had a minute ago! Johnny was too shy to give me more than a peck on the cheek. I envy you! The. She was looking at me while I looked up her skirt. Mom didn't have any panties on. Mom your pussy is beautiful. Baby, your making me wet. I moved my face under mom's skirt and began to lick her just above her stocking tops. Her legs started to open and close as I got closer to her pussy. Oh Jimmy, hurry and lick me honey before I ruin my skirt. A second later my tongue found moms clit. I began licking her whole slit. It felt like slow motion. Only my tongue was touching her. I held my tongue. You really have to possess the mindset of a captive and put yourself into the situation for the pictures to look authentic,” Hannah mused as she sipped her wine; carefully setting up the seduction she had in mind. Polly's heart was racing wildly as she tried to imagine what the twin's had in store for her, and she just met the sisters, yet there was something lurking beneath the façade that Polly sensed but could not yet fully determine. After more talk they decided that Polly stayed the night. I then was able to touch her panties. I thought at first touch they were wet, but couldn't be sure, but after being able to properly get a finger on them I could tell that they certainly were - dripping wet in fact. After a short while I managed to encourage her to allow me to remove her panties, all the time both of us checking to see if anyone was watching us or could see. We were sure people know what was happening, and whilst nobody stared we thought the adults were sneaking a quick look.