She was going weak in the knees, a rubbery feeling passing throughout her body. He rubbed and stroked over her hidden cunt lips until her dress had a ...iant wet spot on it.She hardly resisted when he hiked up her skirt and held it around her slender waist. His hands roved over her partly naked flesh now, stroking and probing and turning her on more than she wanted to admit to anyone - even herself.He didn't gently remove her panties as Ben had done. Williamson's fingers slid under the elastic. I rest my head on the right side with my eyes closed, never once daring to look backward.I could feel mummy rubbing powder on my feet now, and slowly, she started moving up my legs. She caressed the whole length of my calves, right down to my heels, with the same gentleness with which she had massaged my shoulders. When she had thoroughly powdered both my legs (below the calves), she suggested something that made me jump. “you can remove that towel now, so that i can massage your thighs,” she. Bob up front with mom. But he stayed turned around, paying a lot more attention to Misty instead. Mom treated them to a steak dinner at Chillies. So they could all get better aquatinted. Not a word was mentioned, about Misty being married. She even slipped off her wedding band, when she got a chance to. Throughout dinner, the guys dominated the conversation, trying hard to impress Misty. Talking about themselves mostly. Both of them were much older than Misty. But not quite as old as Mom.. ", I shot back.She was visibly shaken by my use of a long buried endearment I used when we were together.In happier days, I would teasingly come up behind her, cuddling and fondling her. I would always in a whiny voice say, "Come on upstairs, Pookie, and give me some loving. I'm in need, Pookie. I gotta have you. Please Pookie, lets go get naked." Invariably, she would scream and say, giggling, "get away from me you pervert, you ain't getting any loving til I'm ready. Go take a cold shower, you.