If he was caught there would be hell to pay. His hands were actually trembling.Bras in one part.Knickers in the next.Stockings and a few pairs of tigh...ts next.Garter belts and corsets had their own space.Dirty thoughts flooded Jack’s brain, imagining his mother getting dressed and undressed. She would not miss a pair of knickers. Not just one pair and he could put them in for washing,and she would never know.Would she?He dug deep down in her knicker drawer. Just doing it drove his cock into. I was feeling so hot and horny seeing her I nearly exploded on the spot.She came over to me and ran her hands gently up over my stockings, sliding my skirt up round my waist and started to rub my hard sissy cock, She told me that she had always wanted to have a slutty little bitch to play with.I asked her what she wanted from me and she told me that she wanted me to pretend it was her wedding day and I was one of the girls from her office. I had no idea at that point that she liked the thought. The man yelled. Rick burst with laughter. After the concert, I invited him home. Buddy was barking angrily as Rick was struggling to undress me. I locked the dog out. He looked accusingly at me, and chugged before the door closed with a slam. The cast was disturbing Rick. He unsuccessfully tried to hide that. Every time he bumped against the cast, he apologized. He just didn't know what to do with it. I had painted my toenails green. Rick didn't pay them any attention. His attention was. " I put my stocking clad feet on the dash causing the hem of my dress to fall into my lap, exposing my naked freshly shaved pussy. "Don't you think I'm sexy?" I asked coyly.His rough hand found my thigh. "Of course I do."I grabbed his hand and slid it closer to my slit. We could both feel the heat radiating from me. My drive burning like a fire desperate to be quenched. He stroked my clit with the side of his hand and slid it back towards my knee, "My, you are worked up, aren't you?" Just a.