"But we both know you'd rather be wearing them, wouldn't you baby?"The second she got him in panties he'd be hers to control, after that it was just a...matter of saying what she wanted when she wanted it."..Yes Ellie... please can I put them on?"Mark's voice came out quiet, obviously embarrassed. Normally Ellie would have forced him to ask more enthusiastically but tonight she simply didn't care.Mark slipped the panties on and Ellie resumed rubbing him, careful to get him worked up before. So how could I be mad at you for doing it? The thing is, you be sure you can handle it. That after its done it doesn't eat at you. I don't want you feeling guilty." "Well, at least talk to him about it, see if he would be interested," she said pushing me away, "it would make me feel so good to know someone besides you at least wanted me. Even if nothing comes of it." The next morning I was up early to go fishing. I swung by Steve's; I knew he would be up and he might want to go along. He. It... it just excites me more!" Oh, you beautiful bitch!" Debby cried, and she slid her hand up from under her mother's boob to cup the whole thing against her palm.Mavis almost screamed her delight that the delicious torture of her titties was over. "Ohhhh, Debby... my darling daughter... play with them, baby... play with them!"Debby couldn't help but obey. Her entire body was on fire with lust for this hot fox that was writhing under her.She slid her other arm from beneath her mother's head.. She smiled back and stuffed the things in other bags. I told her about the deo bottles and leaned down to see beneath some cars.She was standing beside me I could clearly see her curvy thighs and a bit of her toned tummy. She had a pierced belly button. I grabbed the deo bottle, Layer Wattagirl, completely complementing her. She smiled back and thanked me, she put the bottle in her bag.I offered her to carry the bags till her car so that she doesn’t drop anything again. She readily handed over.