Being naturally long-legged and with a tom-boyish small ass, I found that wearing long stay-up stockings, the kind that snap into place under the butt...ck line, makes me and the men who venture there, more desirable during sex.But this story initially does not center on me as the object of a sexual assault or of me committing an act of indecency, no this is about how my mind works during a sex act being committed on another girl.Dressed like a sex siren, in stocking and booted to mid thigh, I. I knew instantly what it was!I had just stepped into my son's cum. I walked carefully into our bathroom and wiped my fingers across my toes and soon was squishing my son's ejaculate between my thumb and index finger. As my husband stepped in and asked what it was, I blamed it on him and said I'd found a spot he'd missed. During the day and such we were just a normal family as if nothing was going on. I didn't bring the nocturnal observations up with my son. In a weird way, I was a bit. Roberts breath was coming quicker as Caroline’s gyrations started to take effect. After delivering a dozen good hard spanks which brought more insistent cries from Caroline, Robert stopped the spanking to return to stroking her well warmed bottom and running his fingers over her pussy lips, gently rubbing her engorged clitoris. Caroline slipped to the floor and turning to look at Robert, she could see and feel his unashamed need. She slipped off his shoes and stood him up, her hands undoing. I took a deep breath and sent fire into the circle to power it. The chalk burst to life with a ruddy glow, painting crimson across the altar. The circle hummed. There were no disruptions in the harmonics. It was perfect.I ripped open a portal to the Astral Realm and summoned the salamanders.The others gasped behind me as they stared at the rip in the fabric of our reality, the realm of the Gods beyond. Fire poured through. Great tongues of red and orange danced through the rift. The air wavered.