" As I got up from under my mom's feet, I put the shoes back on her feet and gave a loving worshipful kiss on their toe tips. My mom looked at me with...suprise in her eyes but she had a little bit of a smile. After supper and for the rest of the evening before my mom went to bed she watched tv while using my face as a footrest for her feet in shoes.The next day when I got home from school, I could hardly wait till she got home wondering if I could be that lucky again to be under my mom's feet. The target was, again, the fuel gathering detail that rode out twice a week to the nearby woods. This time, Snake planned to hit the detail while they were still collecting the wood—that way they would be at their maximum distance from the fort and least likely to receive help from that quarter.Snake divided his men into two groups, one to attack the guards on horseback and the other to attack the workmen. He figured that, with proper timing, 6 warriors could attack the 6 workmen with their. ‘Peter!’ she hissed, almost too loudly. I could tell it was a sound of surprised. Evidently Dad wasn’t much for muffdiving. Mom quivered and moaned as I raked my tongue through her treasure. Her flavor was different from any I’d ever had before, indescribable. She didn’t taste like a woman who’d had sex in a very long time. Clean, pure, delicious. Mom came like a cannon, silently and gushing. Thick mucousy cum filled my mouth and flowed down my throat. She was still spasming when I rose and. Mrs. Stevenson sat there staring out the window watching her husband drive down the street. Then she noticed me staring at her, she smiled and waved.I did the same, and then she waved me over. When I walked in, she was sitting in an arm chair juts near the window and I could get a better look at what type of cloths she was having on. She looked just like her daughter, about 5”8, a bit thick, with big round thighs, sun tanned, she was wearing a very short skirt with no panty line, and so I.