She asked me to get the dress stitched from the local tailor.Then in the evening, we saw the news that from Wednesday, we had a lockdown. She hurriedl...y asked me to get the raw materials for the dress, at least as she could sew pretty well.Now, this is where it all started, guys. When I checked the dress dimensions from the PDF, I was shocked to see that only one white color sports bra-like garment and blue color short skirt we to be worn, along with some golden decorations on the skirt.My mom. I became aware of my mother trying to rescue me, pulling the boys off of me. "Stop that!" she said. "Leave my son alone!" When she had all the boys off me, she said, "Why, Michael, what are you doing wearing a dress? Look at you! You're even wearing lipstick!" The boys all laughed, again. Great, now they'd tell everyone in school that it was my idea. Perfect. They'd have everything but photographs, and my little brother could give them some of those, if he wanted to. We went back inside. I. “I’m sorry” I said, “Do you want me to put my shorts on?” I asked as I didn’t want to embarrass her, she thought for a nano second before replying, “Nah, its ok and it’s cute” she said softly looking at how hard it was getting and I took another swig of wine.Kelly poured the last drops into my glass intent on keeping my alcohol levels up, “Shall we order some more Frank?” she asked so I called down to Brenda and asked for another bottle, Kelly smiled.I looked at her breasts, her nipples stood. Amrita’s clit was flowing with juices. Aman licked them all clean and kept licking her.He suddenly felt Amrita’s body trembling. Amrita had a sensation she could not comprehend. She was getting high, it was as if her mind was on drugs. Her body was shaking uncontrollably and her hands slipped. She fell backward on her table and kept shaking.Her orgasm lasted to what she felt eternity. She just lay there, feeling so quiet and peaceful. She was on cloud nine. She felt Aman’s head move back but.