Mother s Model Son In Black Lace Lingerie Part I
Frankie stood helplessly before the two women and pivoted on his high heels. He hoped, against hope, that modeling this lingerie for them would bring an end to his part in the evening. He had deftly re-tied the wide white satin ribbon of the sheer white bed jacket he wore and now the bow rested just below his padded-out breasts. The soft folds of the jacket covered the lace bra he was wearing but that same jacket did not even reach to his waist. He was painfully aware that the jacket...