We spent some time and I picked out several bra and panty sets that were all more lacy and sexy in their cuts than anything I’d ever had before, inc...luding a thong. When I’d tried that on and shown it to Giselle she’d sighed, and said “Enjoy your beauty while you are young Amy. Now why don’t we see to some of your lover’s requests?” I smiled sheepishly and went along with her. She took me to the hosiery section’s back wall where a number of manikin torsos were adorned in various outfits. She. Her soft pink lips, perfect and smooth. Kneeling down, he settled himself between her legs. "Mmh that's a good girl" He moaned unable to resist touching her any longer. He dragged her panties down the rest of her long, smooth legs and discarded them onto the floor. His hands slid their way behind her thighs and up to her ass, keeping her hips pressed slightly into the air. He was savouring his view, her puffy pink lips, perfectly innocent before his touch, pointing up at him. Squeezing her. Her thighs and legs bare, her gentle tan accentuating the whiteness of her panties. “Oh wow” I heard myself mumble.She was pointing at her panties, “Look, they barely fit, and look there is nothing covering my ass.” She turned looking over her shoulder and turning her ass to me. The lace panties were just a thong, totally different from her usual choice. She slapped her ass, “look, bare, I’ll have to send them back”“That’s the fashion now mom, that’s what all the girls wear”“I won’t ask how you. Then by all means, read on, step inside!It guess it started early, with my mom not giving a shit what I was up to, giving me the freedom to run wild at an early age. I never knew my dad, my mom having me when she was just 16 and my dad 16. I guess he was'nt ready for a child, I can't say I blame him. I went to my first pub when I was 16, wearing too much makeup an too little clothes, making the bouncer see past my age and more on my boobs. When I turned 18, I was an experienced maneater,.