1. Mom Loves Not Her Daughters


    Date: 7/7/2017, Categories: Shemales, Taboo, Author: BeeJay69, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    IT SEEMED LIKE the ideal time. Amy was at school and mom had gone to shop about an hour before. I had waited purposely to make sure she hadn't forgotten something so she would return right away. I'd been thinking about it for a long time. I mean, I'd looked at mom and s*s's stuff before. But that was only in the bathroom where they sometimes hung things around or in the dirty clothes or even in the washing machine if I had to load and unload it. I went to s*s's room first. It was really pretty disappointing. I mean, she had panties and one spare little training bra but that was about all. She'd made mom get her a pair of little pantyhose last winter for a special party she went to, but that was it. Mostly her stuff was about like mine except smaller. Tee-shirts. Panties that almost looked like my underwear except they didn't have a hole in the front. Socks that were sort of cuter than mine, littler you know, with pink and blue stuff around the tops and stuff. But anyway there really wasn't much interesting in her stuff. So pretty quick I moved on into mom's room. When I opened one drawer I was almost overwhelmed with the smell. It was clear full of bottles filled with perfume and makeup stuff. Must have been about thirty little funny-shaped bottles of fingernail polish in all colors from pearly-white to pink to orangy-red to bright red to even green. I couldn't remember seeing her wear that. The drawer next to it was filled with packages of pantyhose and a batch of other ...
    stuff. Socks for sneakers. Little girl socks like Amy's. And then, in back, a couple of thin lacy things that I couldn't figure out for a minute until I saw the holder things hanging from the belt part that I knew were for fastening up nylons. They had to be garter belts. There must have been six or eight of them. White, black, pink, all colors, and from real wide to almost nothing but a thin belt width. In the back of the drawer, I saw a pile of what I could only think were very special nylons. Some were so sheer I could see my hand through them as if they weren't there. Some were white or black with lace inset at the tops. Some had a hard black line down the back and one even had a lacy pattern throughout its length. I couldn't remember seeing them on mom. Odd, I thought. The drawer beside that was full to overflowing with panties in all colors and styles at one side and bras in a similar profusion in the other. None weighed enough, I thought, to keep them from floating away in a good breeze. All were sheer or lacy or both and all seemed to be nothing more than small straps holding small triangles of material. Only three or four more substantial panties and an equal number of bras had enough substance to be worn under casual sports clothes or when working around the yard or something. A drawer below held a number of lacy constructions that looked something like a bra and panties together with a sort of middle. But, if it was possible, these seemed to be less substantial than ...
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