My shorts are so short you can see my panties from any angle and my tee shirt looks like some girl's crop top. My stomach is showing and my black boot... look so strange with my short shorts.My face is flush. My tongue feels so thick and dry. My cock is painfully erect inside my panties and rubbing against the cool silk. I see the guy from before making his way towards the door. Darrell sees him too and grabs my hips and pulls them back against his crotch. That knocks me off balance and I shoot. My boner was doing a great imitation of a telescope, pointing toward the constellations. Roberta was back after a few moments, several items in her hands. She handed me the leather ankle cuffs and wrist cuffs that she so often models and told me to put them on. This was a first for me. I’d never had these on, but Roberta clearly felt that what was good for the goose….. When all the leather was buckled in place, she had me get on my hands and knees on the coffee table. It’s a big, round one: the. He turned around now knowingshe was dressed and then a lump larger than any he'd ever felt slid downhis throat as he stared at her in her ornate Christmas dress.In front of his feet now his mother dropped some shoes as she lifted hisleft ankle and then buckled it in. When the right one went on he couldbarely look down as she stood walking past him taking the hanger fromacross the room. When she ripped open the packaging and zipped his dressfrom its hanger he was like a deer in the headlights. Neither of them had a stitch of panties or anything else on underneath. Clara had lots of dark hair around her pussy, more than I had in my pubic area, but Kate didn't have that much. What she did have was so light, it didn't really cover anything. I got a good look at both of them, although there wasn't that much to really see, before they lowered their skirts again. Right after that, they both ran back to Kate's bedroom. I just sat there on the sofa, wondering what had possessed them to want.