Feeling more sure of myself and her subservience to me, I stood up and walked to her. I came to stand behind her as she was deciding which outfit to model for me first. I then casually ran my fingers along her panty line. Mom stiffened and gasped at my touch, but made no move to stop me or say anything. I ran my fingers across the seams and edges of her thong as if I was investigating the small lacy garment. My fingers ghosted all over her lovely ass cheeks, pelvis, and the top of her obviously shaved smooth pubic area. After finishing with her thong I moved to examine her bra and gave it the same treatment. I ran my fingers along the edges and seems like I was making sure it fit her correctly and gave her the proper support for her ample breasts. My fingers trailed along her back, sides,
