thong with a fringe and a tight strapless half bra

You can't believe... there's nothing there... giggling, you run your fingers on the material... feeling hotter and more moist all the time.

You're rubbing it on your cheek when you hear your mother's laughter... a bit crazy and giggling, and then, just as you've slipped on the thong and bra, the door opens and your mother lurches in... she's holding a leather collar in her hand.

"Hon.. Daddy said... that..... "

She stops, staring. Dad comes in behind her, smiling, and slapping a strip of leather in his hand.

"Isn't she sexy, dear? Just like you wanted last time you had the... cocktail..." He laughs.

You are frozen in confusion and in wild sensations as she holding her hand to her mouth, seeming to want to turn, but then coming over to you.

"You... you are so perfect...." Her hand slips the collar around your neck with a snap...

"Mom!" you cry.... but it feels so erotic... there... her hand on your skin...

Dad hands her the strip and says to mom "...Now... do what you said you wanted to!"