He then walked towards the beach with that cocky swagger of a man who was gonna get laid.He stood behind her in the water just rubbing her back then h...s hands got lower and lower in the water,his hand was then moving really fast in the water and looking at my mother with her his closed shaking the dirty fucker had his hand right in her dirtbox.She was shaking it looked like she was gonna have a anal orgasm just when she was shaking more and more with people all around us none paying attention. She clapped it loudly and swung her hips. Men appeared in front of her hollering. ‘WHOOOWY,’ They screamed. Her heart raced as she felt their eyes pierce through her imaginary outfit. She smiled back at one who was caught in her web. She noticed his tall stature and dark features. The man was adorned with rippling muscles, which made her lips quiver at the thought of her body brushing up against them. His hair was a wavy dark brown. She could almost feel it brushing her shoulders and his. . or worse.As I worked, I reflected on what Janice had chosen for me to wear this evening. Why heels for the first time? Why no girdle, or waist cinch, or corset?Most of the dresses I had been made to wear were standard "wifely" uniforms. Practical, 60's style, June Cleaver dresses, modest, old-fashioned, and with skirts below the knee. House dresses.And they were all great. Wearing them, I realized that I love wearing dresses, and slips, and corsets, and garters. Often I would stop and just. I decided to kiss her neck gently. She turned her head and we started to make out. We made out for a couple minutes. While we were making out, I once again decided to test my limits. I started to slowly move my hands up again towards her breasts. I still hadn’t seen if she was busty given that I only had her back view this whole time. My hands rode up and I firmly planted my hands on where her breasts would be. I got two huge handfuls of titty – she was stacked. She didn’t give any reluctant.