Yes! I need to cover myself, anyway

My mom reaches out and takes my towel. I hide my breasts with one arm, and with the other hand, the pussy. I´am still feeling a little embarrassed.

"Come on, my dear, we don't have all day!", My mom says.

"Dad, can you excuse us?"

He seems a little surprised by the request, but quickly agrees and starts to leave the room.

"Dad...?"

He turns around a little confused. Wasn't he supposed to leave?

"The tapes..."

He looks at the rolls of tape in his hands and understands everything. Then give it to my mom, and she hands the bath towel to him to take her away. When he leaves, I slowly move my arms, fully exposing myself to my mom.

"Hell, Ivy, don't you shave?", My mom says when she sees my full "bush". "This is strange, dear, very strange. And it doesn't suit your delicate body. I think..."

"Mom!...", I interrupt. "We're late, aren't we? Could you just put these tapes on me and say nothing more about my body?", I pretend impatience.

"Sure, dear, as you wish!", And the smile returns to her face.

She cuts the leftover pieces of tape and makes me hold them in my fingers. 'Damn, it won't be able to cover almost anything!', I think. 'But better than having nothing!'.

So my mom does something that leaves me frozen for a moment: she presses and pulls hard on my nipples! I feel horny, obviously, but after a few seconds I can ask:

"What... what are you doing?", My voice comes out a little shaky.

"We have to make sure that we won't be surprised, dear. Imagine if your nipples grow outside and the tape is too tight? They can fall out without you noticing!"

With my nipples very rigid, she cuts two small squares of tapes and glues them, pressing them very firmly.

Then my mom kneels in front of me and begins to "comb" my pubic hair with her hands. She joins most of them to the "middle" and glues the largest piece of tape vertically. And to make sure it is well fixed, she squeezes my pussy very tightly.

"Think of something else, dear. We don't want to get this tape wet now, do we?"

I blush with shame! Even more so when my dad returns and stares at me in astonishment.

"Didn't I do a good job here, Teddy?" My mom asks proudly, finally removing her hand from me.

My dad just nods. I'm more and more ashamed, and at the same time I fight with all my strength to calm my lust. Man, I won't be able to leave like this...

"Dad, I want my towel back, please!"

Then I hear the response that makes my body fill with heat:

"Sorry, honey, but I didn't know what to do with it... so I threw it in the trash."