“Wow, you can see through them!”, she giggled.“I know they’re great aren’t they!” I laughed cheekily.Mom put the bra and panties into her ...shopping basket and, with a cheeky smile spun round to the checkout. “Well I think I’m all done. Come on Mr fashion advisor, something for you now”.We looked round and I said “Mom I haven’t a clue what to buy”.“Well I would think you would look great in this shirt and tie and these trousers - go and try them on” mom said as she ushered me into the changing. She helped and pulled her jeans off. I ran my hands down her panties and felt her wet and hot pussy. I felt her kiss me down the neck and I rolled my eyes back and moaned pleasurably."What's your name?" I asked."Lizzy," she replied, whilst kissing down my body. "And yours?" Sarah."Lizzy began to rub her body up and down mine lustfully. "Sarah," she began."Can I fuck you?" No need to ask," I replied back.She kissed me hungrily with passion on the lips and then took off her panties and pulled. These kids had been practicing and were getting pretty good.I asked if any of them could think of a song that we could learn to play.Greg said, "Mama, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys."Bonita giggled and said, "Let's play that one about 'Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy."The kids bantered for a while, trying to convince me the first two suggestions were what they wanted to learn. I told them I would go on the internet to get the music and lyrics. They continued practicing the scales as I. She placed a pair of sunglasses on the girl's face, obscuring her eyes. "Let's go, and don't make any trouble", she warned her and picked her up. The young redhead's bondage was oblivious to anyone they passed through. Helen held the girl by her waist at all times, the threat of the handgun constantly imminent. Completely blind, she could only follow the woman that had put her into this, wherever she'd go. She was shaking in fear as they walked, but a few jabs of the gun's point forced her to.