I hope this medicine works quickly, I don't wantto have to wear my pretty dress and panties very long." Why did I say MYPRETTY dress? That is so messe... up I am calling this dress mine and worseI am calling the dress PRETTY.I shake my head trying to think clearer. "Well don't worry baby Kellie,there are a lot more pretty dresses of yours you can wear instead of justthis pretty dress." Before I can respond and tell mommy I didn't mean itthat way she closed the sliding door on the mini-van and. I don’t need to tell her anything. Then I felt like I was just lying to myself. ‘She’s your child. It’s none of her business what I do on my own time,’ I reminded myself.After parking the car and hitting the button to close the garage door, I pulled my panties out of my lap and stuffed them back in my mouth, feeling extraordinarily humiliated as I did so. Lotta had told me I had to wear them home in my mouth and not remove them until told to do so. I had taken them out of my mouth as soon as. The next hour passed as we all told our stories and another bottle of wine disappeared, Jane told them of our parents, licking and sucking us, adding that this was why we were making love when they came back and Sue told us about her brother."I walked into the bathroom we shared and saw him, he was masturbating with his eyes shut and didn't see me, I stood there watching for a while, he had a nice cock, not to big, I wanted to watch his cock get hard, wanted to join him masturbating but when he. ‘Oh,’ I coughed, ‘It wasn’t his fault.’ My clothes were clinging to my skin, the cold water had caused my nipples to harden under the thin material of my t-shirt. I was aware that the shirt was almost transparent, and I saw he noticed too, as his gaze seemed to stop there. He cleared his throat and looked away quickly, embarrassed at being caught staring at my breasts. My hear fluttered a moment, the thrill of being looked at like that, I felt my nipples tighten more and ache for him to gaze at.