A fond smile crossed her otherwise irritated face. ‘Oz, wake up sweetie,’ she murmured, leaning down to shake him while glancing at the clock. �...�Mummm…’ he half moaned, twitching open deep golden-brown eyes. ‘Babe, what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at work in,’ she glanced at the clock, which read 6:43, ‘like seventeen minutes?’ She asked softy, petting down his ruffled black hair as he yawned. ‘Nope, day off. Came to see you and-‘ another yawn erupted, ‘-fell asleep.’ Here. Chris spun around. ‘Do you like it Rikkie?’ Rick closed his mouth which had fallen open at some point. ‘It’s beautiful.’ He managed to stutter.‘This is where I need your help Rikkie. I want you to help me put on my stockings. Will you do that for me?’Rick’s mouth was dry and his pulse was racing. He thought he was about to hyperventilate, but he managed to nod his head.‘Ok, Rikkie, that's so sweet of you. No. I'm going to sit on the edge of my bed and I want you to roll each stocking into a. Michele had to admit that it was quite soothing having her back rubbed; she was exhausted from work and emotionally drained from arguing with her son. David was massaging her shoulders and the top of her arms and despite the lump she could feel on her bum, he was behaving himself. Michele relaxed a little and began to enjoy the massage."You're not half-bad at this David," she mumbled, trying to diffuse the tension in the room."Glad you like it mom," David smiled to himself.He took his time. Her hairless body was surprisingly firm and quite lean for someone her age. The sight of her puffed, clean-shaven camel toe set his whole body on fire. When she stepped out of her discarded garments and moved towards his heaven pointing throbbing cock, he couldn't help but notice her juices leaking from her pussy, down the inside of her thighs. All he could think of in the time it took her to reach and mount him was a countdown to the launch of his rocket-like dick on its voyage to explore the.