Soft slippery senuous satin silk fetish

Description:Mother's satin, her lingerie to be precise. I was totally addicted to her gorgeous garments and, at the tender age of fourteen, hormones raging wildly, I was always delving into her drawers at every available opportunity and ruffling through the soft treasures I found there. I was, to put it bluntly, a dyed in the wool, highly perverted and thoroughly unashamed transvestite. Mother was a very beautiful woman, and extremely elegant and sensual into the bargain. Tall, slim and fine breasted, she was the very epitome of a socialite in the heady days of my youth, the sensual, elegant start to the fifties. Father had died in Indo-China two years before, killed by the Viet Minh while serving with the French Forces at Viet Tri, and he had left us very well off.

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