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Mom Loves Not Her Daughters

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

solid enough that they seemed to hold my hard penis to me and large enough in front to do it fairly effectively. I could see, of course, that only a little more excitement, reflected in that member, would make the panties' efforts fruitless. It took a moment of study to figure out the garter belt but soon I had it around my waist and fastened before turning the fasteners to the back. I'd seen my mother begin the process of putting on pantyhose and nylons before so I had the method of starting the process with the sheer, black nylons I put my hands around. I put my foot into it and lifted the surrounding top up my calf, over my knee, and onto my thigh. It took a moment longer to figure out the fastener that hung from the garter belt and to connect it through the nylon material over the top of my thigh. I started to fix the back fastener but saw that I'd have to stand to do that. Instead, I put the other nylon on and fastened the front of it. Then I stood and fastened the nylons behind my thighs on both legs. When I sat again, I felt the garters stretch across my bottom and the garter belt tighten around my waist. When I slid the moderately high heels onto my feet, I was surprised how easily they went on over the nylon material. I enjoyed the feel of the way my ankles were bent as the shoes sat level on the floor. I still sat on the edge of the bed as I put first one and then the other leg into the black skirt before lifting my bottom enough to pull it up over the panties. It ... felt strange that the skirt wasn't even a little bit like pants. The more I got it into place around my waist, the less it covered my legs and the more exposed I felt. I couldn't help but notice the thin lightness of the material. Before I moved again, I decided I had to put the shirt on. As I put first one and then the other hand through the sleeves, pushing past the tight cuffs, I couldn't help but notice the way I could see my arms through the material. As I looked down at himself, buttoning the blouse with some difficulty down my front, I could see my skin and the lacy bra through it. I was about to stand and tuck the tail of the blouse into the skirt as the bathroom door opened and my mother came through the door and into the room. "Mom! You look wonderful!" I said honestly. She was magnificent actually. Her long legs were almost unencumbered by the short skirt of the dress and the skin of her full chest was totally exposed in the deep plunge of the top. She dropped the bra I had chosen on the side of the bed as she sat down next to me. "That didn't work with this dress," she said. I could see why. "How are you doing?" She ran her hand down the front of the blouse as if smoothing it across my chest and I smelled her perfume that she must have just applied. It almost made me dizzy it smelled so nice. "Here," she said. "There's only one way to get everything in place right. Stand up." I did and she helped me fasten the button at my waist and then zipped the short zipper. ...