It was adress. The material was soft and smelt of dry cleaning.Dieter had also found some strappy open toed pink high heels that matchedit. They were ... size too small, but I knew I'd be able to squeeze them on.Lastly, there was a brand new black bra and a pair opaque black tights. Ihad wanted to show off my shaved legs, but tonight I was Dieter's womanand if he wanted me in black tights then I would wear them.I dressed first so I didn't get makeup on the dress. The tights feltwonderfully. “Uhhh, Mom!” I heard James moan from behind me. “I’m here, baby,” I replied soothingly, slowly grinding my pussy with every inch of him inside of me.Leaning forward with my face nearly pressed into the bed, I slowly raised my butt up, letting the tip of his cock peek out of my vagina, before sitting back down and engulfing it again. Over and over I did this, clutching the bedsheets as I felt his girth stretch me slowly.Sitting up, he grabbed me from behind and straightened me up. Kneeling. His hand drifts lower down your arms, you just lay back, a small moan escapes your mouth. Daddy continues his light grazing touch along your other arm. Then his cool wet finger moves across the gentle swell of the top of your breasts. He slowly moves along the inside swell, then the outside swell, skirting the edge of the fabric of your bikini top. You continue to groan quietly as his touch continues to excite you. He pulls his hand a way and then fishes an ice cube from his drink. You. "Giving her an intense look, he snapped on a pair of latex gloves. "You might find the exam a bit uncomfortable, but I'll do what I can to make it good for you." Lindsay thought that was a strange choice of words, but she remained where she was, spread open on the exam table. She felt oddly helpless, and if she was honest with herself, somewhat turned on by the doctor's unorthodox methods. Pulling up a stool, Dr. Anderson took his place between her legs. She blushed hotly at the realization.