In a few days, the packages arrived. I couldn't wait to open them. I carried them up to my bedroom and tore open the first slim parcel. Inside, wrapped in tissue was a full length sheer nightie in black nylon. I unzipped my dress and shook it off. Then I unfastened my bra and slipped off my panties. I turned and checked myself out in the full length mirror.
My cycle was at the stage where my breasts were swollen and firm. I spread my thighs; my p***y lips were also unusually plump. I remembered the images my son had drawn, particularly the one of me in lingerie bending over him. I ran my palms over my n*****s and felt a tingle of pleasure running down to my clit.
I wanted to masturbate, but instead, I stood in front of the mirror, imagining my son was watching me. I slipped on……
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