She almost looked almost naked in that costume. I don’t know any girls in our school that have a body like that. We watched her for a while and lear...ed that she was actually the chaperone on our truck." She had to be one of the student’s mothers or a teacher. But we couldn’t tell who she was. She also has a sexy Southern accent and very alluring perfume. Since we didn’t have dates, Jeremy and I decided to see how far we could get with her. You’re not upset with me for doing that with one of the. We broke off our embrace as she turned to the computer monitor, 'Still looking for the elusive footage', she softly sighed, as she cupped my swollen breast, trapping my hardened nipple between her thumb and forefinger, and squeezed it sending my thighs crushing my clitoris, 'I think you need to be licked', she said as she stooped down to my thighs opening to receive her wanton tongue.'Good Morning my girls'.I turned to see my naked uncle walking in, his cock swaying slowly caught my gaze, his. I was soaking.I showered, then after applying my make up, dressed carefully. Designer underwear, silk and lace. Expensive. Transparent. I fastened the suspender belt around my waist, the fed the suspenders under my knickers. I rolled my eight denier stockings up my legs, and clipped them into place. I buckled the ankle straps of my red heels. I stood, and looked into the full length mirror. I looked hard at myself. I was fifty, but looked younger, a lot younger. It took a lot of hard work, the. The tension increased as we gazed into each other’s eyes. I gasped slightly as I felt your foot rubbing up and down my leg, and you winked teasingly at me. I whispered more compliments to you, telling you how sexy you looked in the candlelight. You leaned forward, smiling that cheeky smile, letting me look upon your amply curved bust. Your foot rose higher and found where my obvious discomfort was. You blushed at your own forwardness, but feeling daring you left your foot there, stroking my.