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Mom Loves Not Her Daughters

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

watch from a vantage point only inches away. "There," I said as it came free. She picked up the panties and held them at about knee height for me to step in with one foot and then the other. They were French cut and, when she lifted them into place, had about a half inch wide strip of material over each hip bone. The middle was very low and the part that went between my legs was only about an inch wide, too, She carefully placed my penis along the widest part that followed the material up toward my hip to the side, smoothing the panty material with her fingers. It was unbelievable having her touch my penis that way. I didn't hold out much hope that it would stay in that narrow strip of material, but it settled there for now. "Does it look okay?" I asked. "Sure. It's neat. You look right and you're more comfortable, too." She stood back up and put her arms around me again just as before. The difference now being that I could feel the more extensive heat of her pussy directly against my cock as we danced. The feel of her naked legs as they rubbed on my stockings, particularly the insides of my thighs, was wonderful. "I can feel you," she sighed. "Do I turn you on?" "More than anything," I gasped, trying to keep some kind of control. I could feel her smile again. We danced for a long time before she said anything else. "You're not agressive like the guys I've gone out with," she noted. "I try to stay in character. To think like a girl when I'm dressed like one," I said. "You ... do a very good job. I guess that I'm a more agressive girl. Anyway, I really want to be agressive with you now. Would you be offended?" "N-no," I stammered. "I don't want to do anything you don't want to do." "I want to do anything you do," I said. She danced, almost without moving our feet, for quite a while again, thinking. "I want to treat you like a girl," she said and I nodded against her shoulder. "But I want you to treat me the same way. Okay? I mean, like girls making love." I gulped. She'd done these things at the lounge but it was somehow even more exciting now. "Yes," I sighed near her ear. She moved away from me then and climbed onto the bed, never breaking eye contact. She moved as sinuously as a cat, posing and smiling as she moved. She didn't have to gesture for me to follow her onto it and beside her. Rolling to her side, she welcomed me beside her by putting her hand on my side. I lay my head on my curled arm and looked into her eyes from a few inches away. Her eyes roamed down my body, her legs spreading and encouraging me to put my upper leg between hers. When I did it, she lifted her free leg until her knee was at my waist and her foot on my lower thigh near my bottom. She rolled toward me, her arm going around to the middle of my back but forcing her soft breast against mine. Her fingers found the catch on the back of my bra and deftly flipped it loose through the nightgown's material. I felt it loosen slightly but the relatively tight material of the ...