I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,With sweet musk-roses an...d with eglantine:There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy inWILLIAM SHAKESPEARE"A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM"The unassuming village of Brea was a quaint little village that laywithin the Shire of. It was perfect as I knew my husband wanted to wear a Storm Trooper uniform. A week later and the special day arrived. I stood in front of the mirror eyeing off my handy work. I have a classically curvy pin up girl body, which only looked better in the skimpy costume. My light creamy flawless skin was in perfect contrast to the bronze eye popping bikini costume. I have naturally long gorgeous dark hair and had it matching Carrie Fishers in a long braid, but unlike Carrie, I have very full perky. Unbuttoning her shirt, she raised her bra up, freeing her large tits. Pinching her nipples and rubbing her clit brought her to a quick orgasm. Pushing her fist against her mouth, she covered her moans.Laying back down, Rebecca looked at the velcro straps. What are these for, she wondered. Letting water that built up on the glass drip felt good as it cooled her aching nipples. Lowering down, she let the dips fall on her stomach and pelvis. Rubbing her clit, a moan escaped her lips. Resting her. I say “top” - it was more like a corset. It had looked great on me, and of all the outfits that Mom had “borrowed”, it was defs one of the ones that looked least worst on her.Her bigger racked definitely help. Plus the corset nature of it was very slimming. Mom didn’t desperately need that, but ... well, she didn’t have my metabolism, so she needed all the help she could get in that area.I sound like I’m being a dick - I’m not trying to be, it’s just ... well, Mom wasn’t a teenager like me, so.