Itkinda looked like a mix between a man's top and a dress. I tried it on.It had buttons all up the front of it. It coved the "boobs" and had acollar a... the top. Kinda like a business shirt. Works for me.Next I grabbed a pair of plain simple looking black 3" heels. I wasn'treally thinking if they went with the dress, I was more thinking that Iwould like to just see if I could walk in them. I made my way to thedraws and grabbed a pair of nude pantyhose and then walked over to mymom's vanity. I. I began to spank her harder as she rolled her tongue over my cock.After a few seconds, Becca removed my cock from my mouth. I stopped spanking her and stared down at my crotch. Most of the butter had been licked off of it. A few drops of pre-cum began to leak out of the tip of my swollen cock.“I think it's fair to say that you're ready for more fun,” Becca told me, as she gave my cock a slap with her right hand.“You couldn't be more right,” I responded, as Becca leaned back and spread her. " You know by now I like to claim what's mine." she continued."I do." I replied, my eyes still completely fixated on her clit."Good. I'm about to piss all over you, so there will be no mistaking that you belong to me. Is that understood?"This was not something we had discussed, but at the level of excitement I was in, nothing sounded bad. I nervously went with it."Understood, Queen."And with that, she let loose, her warm piss blasting my lower belly and upward to my nipples... And it was hotter. . in your bedroom.” Bobby said it plainly, as it were merely simple conversation.“Constance...” moaned Prudence, trying to fight the desire inside her.“Send her to my house. She and my sister are friends now.”She was about to say “No!“ when he reached out and touched her hand, where it lay, gripping the handle of her cart. That single touch shattered her resistance.“All right!” she gasped. Then, in almost panic, she pushed her cart, almost running down the aisle away from him.He played with.