I was so ready for the finale. I placed my thumb just behind the head and my index finger underneath and began stroking myself with just these two dig...its. I wanted the viewer to see my cock as it spasmed with its hot gooey liquid. I was getting closer and closer. My heart began to race and my breathing was getting raspier. I could feel my balls beginning to tense up closer to my body. I checked the viewfinder one last time. I knew I was getting close. I stared down at the picture. My index. As Ialways do I dress before a full length mirror so as I finished I got tosee the hourglass figure I had created, flared hips, ample breaststhrust upwards and outwards....exquisite!To the corset I attached a pair of glossy red rubber stockings. Onceagain the act of rolling them up my legs was a delicious pleasure, thescented talc easing their fitting. I reached for the next item a pair ofopen crotch panties eagerly, my heart beating, I so much wanted to playwith myself. The panties were glossy. I tried to ignore how I was feeling and tried not to do anything else to bring on another situation, but it was so hard as he kept looking at me more and sitting with me more often. One evening we were sat watching telly my mum had gone out and up until then it had been a normal family day, then he placed his hand on my bare leg moving it up my nightie. I kept watching telly as he parted my legs he didn't say anything as his fingers entered me one then two. I moaned as I grew wetter. " Spread. “You gotta say it mate,” he nudged me, “she is looking good lately! Her clothes don’t fit anymore but it is worth buying new for her.”I nodded and heartily agreed with him, my head full of passionate possibilities about her. I looked closely at her as she stood before us, lifting her arms and spinning slowly, as if to allow us to inspect her.Her woolly jumper used to fit her but now it is too loose, but it still looks good. I can see her bra clearly under the woolly material, through the.