This reminded me of what she use to do with me when I was younger and her feet were cold.So like back in the day I turn on the couch placing both of h...r feet under my shirt so that the soles of her feet were flat against my belly. She then rubbed her feet up and down my stomach and chest creating some friction to warm her feet. The feel and the sound of her nylon feet working on me made my cock stiffen. While mom did that I rubbed up and down her nylon calves vigoriuosly as I warmed her lower. " "Okay, mom. Whatever you say, I'll do the dishes and the lawn and wash the cars. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it." "Well, I appreciate the enthusiasm, honeym but this is for educational purposes. We're not making a bargain here." "Okay, mom, but I'll help out more around the house anyway. That afternoon they were both lying by the pool. Brenda had her new peach bikini on and a pair of heels she recently bought at the mall that looked perfect on her pretty little feet. As she lay there. "You wouldn't." "Oh but you know as well as I do that I will," he says as he walks toward me. "You arrogant bastard!" "Arrogant? Is that what you think of me, Lexxa?" he asks, smirking. I want to slap that arrogant smirk right off his handsome face. He is standing in front of me with his arms crossed. Damn it, but he is gorgeous. He knows damn well that he is too, that's why he always get things his way. Fucking bastard. He reaches for my face and brushes my hair behind my ears. I slap. That might take only a few minutes -- being the great athlete he is Greg recovers fast -- but Kathy hates interruptions."Tip your head back a bit, Greg. Try to look hornier." No problemo! You okay?" he asked me.I bobbed my head, his cock riding with me like the lever on some old machine. "Yeff." Don't talk with your mouth full," Kathy scolded.I teased Greg by tonguing his dick and sucking gently, wringing another groan out of him. Then Kathy came over for a little touchy-feely, her fingers.