In the end, I nearly ripped his damned clothes off! We sat there a moment, nude, and then made love, each of us doing all the things the other loves a...nd taking just as much pleasure. Our eleven years of experience together clearly showed in all we did. We dressed slowly, sensually, and walked back to the car. David pulled a spare key from his pocket and opened the car to the wondrous scent of the roses, which were placed in the back seat next to the heart-shaped box. He sat beside me in the. My mind was screaming to stop her, but my throbbing cunt was begging for her to continue. As she moved my dress past my hips, and below my soaked panties, my sent filled the room. I knew I was fast approaching a thin line that I would not be able to return from. In another brief moment my dress had completely fallen to the floor and I know stood embarrassingly in my bra and panties before my daughter as she defiantly looked me in the eyes. I turned. She turned to face me and slipped my cock into her mouth, as she kneaded my balls and tugged my cock T was rubbing his weapon up and down her flaps, then he pushed his 8” right up her wet pussy, she cried out as she wanked me quicker as T was fucking her hard. Ten minutes had elapsed when T said to me “I’m coming”, “Change places” I said.As he pulled out I pulled mum off the couch and onto her knees, T sat down as mum went straight down on his monster tool, I parted her legs and shoved my 6”. And I went from fluffy little dresses and jumpers to fitted dresses, as well as skirts, blouses and ribbed-knit tops. By the middle of 5th grade until the end of 6th grade, I was very comfortable wearing bras, panties, slips, a garter belt and stockings or pantyhose, shoes, and a nice outfit every day. I found myself matching my hose to the outfit and shoes, wanting to look "pretty", and all of this was with my mom's acceptance. Although she didn't dress me, she allowed me to dress up and.