I zip them up and look at myself in the entrance hall mirror…long black boots and a barely there lacy baby doll. I look vampy with only boots, night... and slightly disheveled hair. You can easily see the silhouette of my full tits through the material. Even the circles of my areolas can be noticed. “Too bad no one to witness this,” I thought saucily… my mood up and blood rushing a bit with sudden thoughts of being ravaged in this attire by a fantasy male… “Mmhmmm”… I look at myself in the. “Where are those hand going?” “Nowhere Sir” “It doesn’t look like that to me, it seems those hand have to be kept busy. Keep one hand on the floor and use the other to fuck your ass hard with the butt plug” She did exactly as I told her to, grabbing a hold of the end. She started slowly but was soon pumping hard, stretching out her ass time and time again, moaning every time she did. Just to tease her even more I scoped up a big load of precum with my finger and then as she watched I slowly. I'd just been wearing socks and acouple of big old sweaters and sweatshirts around the apartment andI'd have to put on some better clothes to leave the apartment. Butwhen I tried on the clothes that Jeff had gathered up in a rush frommy bedroom at the house, almost none of them fit me. It wasn't thatJeff had grabbed the wrong clothes, it was, well, it was that myshape had changed in the six months since I had last worn theseclothes just before Mother started dressing me in the maid'suniforms.. I would say last night was a mistake but a mistake would have not been so satisfying. I got dressed and quietly went down to the kitchen like any other day to see my mother already there sitting drinking her morning coffee. She was wearing a white blouse and tight blue jeans, she looked up at me with beautiful blue eyes "good morning" she said with a motherly smile. "Good morning mom". I poured myself a coffee and joined her at the table sitting across from her. I had to get the weight off my.