I looked nothing like my mom and sister sans our pink pouty lips and grey eyes. They both have long black hair with perfect eyesight. At 59 my mom was...a dancer and my sister followed in her footsteps. They have what I like to call perfect bodies. Even at 50 my mom is hot. Where I inherited my fathers hair curly and unmanageable in its uneven shade of red. With glasses too big for my face. I finally talked my parents into contacts this year. Then there are the freckles they are everywhere. I am. .Me: don't talk let me say something! Last night things went too far, but I'm willing to let it go on one conditionHer: anything!Me: u had ur sexual adventure and had ur fun, I have my own fantasies that I want to try! If ur willing to promise to do everything I say then were all goodHer: of course! Why didnt u tell me about ur fantasies before? I might enjoy them!Me: well it doesn't matter if u enjoy them now! U do it for me!She agreedI tied her to a chair, and placed a vibrator between her. Her tits were huge, as her boyfriends reminded her on several occasions by fucking them till they — her boyfriends — came on her neck and chin. She had confiscated those pictures because they’d been counterproductive. She’d kept them because they’d been inappropriate. And when she’d looked through them — all of them — she’d felt threatened. And aroused. Multiple men. Chicks with dicks. Chicks with fangs and dicks. All fucking her. Pussy. Ass. Mouth. Sometimes she begged for mercy in the. I was still coming to terms with the fact i'd just made my boss cum let alone the fact she was now admiring my raging hard on as I sat in front of her! Kat slowly raised her feet towards my cock and carefully positioned it between the heels of her shoes, slowly starting to wank me with long deliberate strokes. My cock was pulsing and after a while she removed her shoes and continued to wank me with the soles of her stocking clad feet again slow and deliberate stokes, letting me feel the sheer.