by Stockingtops
I went to the kitchen to join Miss Betty for breakfast. I had found another nightgown to wear, as she had instructed. It was a long pink nightgown, made of sheer nylon material. My nude body was somewhat visible beneath the material. As I thought of appearing before her dressed this way, my youthful erection returned, tenting out the material in front of me. As I walked into the kitchen with my erection bobbing around, I watched Miss Betty’s eyes focus on my erection, which she could plainly see beneath the see-through nightgown.
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