I put my hand on her foot to move it away when another bump made her foot touch the head of my cock, so I just left it like that. The Stewardess came ...ith the meal cart and that woke her up. She looked where her foot was and seen my hand on it and she started to apologize and got red in the face I told her it was ok and I knew that she could feel my hard cock against her foot. She pulled back to remover her foot from my lap which made me realize that I was holding her foot and it was my turn to. I am shorter than him but my lines have been cut to show my female form. But I knew deep down that we were never meant to be, for we came from different worlds. I knew I had a station in life, and he had one as well, and we were never created to be together or share our lives.However, I could not help feeling the way I did about him. Any woman who saw him would feel the same way. If only we could really meet and if he could learn the true depth of my feelings for him then maybe we would have a. I opened the door to him wearing a baby doll nightie that barely covered my arse. As I turned and went up the stairs ahead of him, I slowed and stuck out my rear so that he could fondle my arse. We went up the stairs with his fingers wedged in my cunt. It was a strange realisation, but I was getting more and more turned on, the more dirty I behaved. We spent most of the morning much as we did the previous day, either me sucking Alan's cock or him fucking my cunt or up my arse. In all, I think I. Before she could, I quickly grabbed her arm and said, "You don't want to do that, Mom..," as I shook my head. I could see the fury in her eyes. Ever since Dad had died a year ago in a car accident coming home from work, Mom had hit the bottle. Non-stop drinking, coming home very late, doing god knows what. Shit, god has nothing to do with this. God didn't save my Dad when he fought for his life on the hospital bed. There's no use yelling and screaming in my head any more. The pain of seeing him.