I should have slipped back into my room, but I was held by my lust. I slipped my hand quietly inside the waistband of my jockey shorts to massage the ...growing hardness of my prick. I'd seen boobs of every size, shape, and color, and yet none of them had aroused me in quite the same way that the sight of my mother's big, jiggling tits did as they bounced sensually up and down on her chest. I could see from where I stood that Mom was already cumming, yet she was continuing to grind her pelvis. "That is dress I would like to try please," one of the girls that werestaring through the window said to the member of staff, as she gotcloser she eyed the ring and eased it off my finger and pocketed it.The member of staff, in her early twenties with long blonde hair startedto remove the dress from the mannequin, soon I realized I was the dress,I could feel myself being pulled over the molded bust and handed to thegirl."Sophie it's a size 8, you MUST try it on," chirped one of the othergirls,. Looking at her Michael found himself becoming aroused despite his nerves. ‘Holy shit!’ he thought ‘this is insane.’ His face felt hot and his palms were pure sweat. He couldn’t just stand here. Couldn’t just chicken out. Not with all of them watching. He bit his lip, watching as Ms. Chatte unzipped her skirt. His crotched twitched as blood surged between his blushing face and his groin. ‘Come on Michael! You’re here for reason!’ His father’s voice said sternly. ‘You’re a Dravenwood man after. He held my both legs spread even wider, I didn’t tried to close as it was my immediate need. His dick was touching my pussy then he locked my legs spread wide with his legs. He took a pillow and placed it below my butts. He held his dick in hand kept near the walls of my ailing pussy. He gave slight push; his red tomb came inside me. He gave another hard push with that his entire dick came in me fully and I had to leave a big sound of painful pleasure. He slowly removed his dick back, he.