What the heck was she doing here? I guess the real question was what the heck was I doing here?She moved very gracefully. I was watching her in an aca...emic sense judging her skills not in the erotic sense like the two other men sitting to my left. She was definitely working them. She was also much sexier than the last dancer. If there was any justice in the world they would be forking over a lot of cash to her, but alas she managed only $3 from the pair. She then moved over to me. She. I shouldn't have to ask you anymore." "No mom, please, I want more than anything to be your footslave. You are so beautiful mom, to me you're a Goddess. Nothing would make me happier than to serve your Holy feet and be your footslave forever." As I said this I was passionately kissing the shoe leather on the toe tips and sides of my mom's heels. "Forever is a very long time, son, but I do like that footslave part. What's the matter, why are you only kissing the top of my shoes? What are my shoe. Meanwhile he had taken a small portion of lube and smeared it over his glistening member. I position myself above him, gliding, waiting for him to give me the order. Slowly he forced me down, using a hand on my left shoulder. I took his penis and pointed in directly inside me and waiting for the pain.His fat cock touched my arse and pushed its way in. It stung like hell and but I bit my lip and scrunched up my face, trying not to be too vocal. I allowing 1 or 2 inches in before retreating and. She sighed in satisfaction as she slid her expert hand up and down it's length in a loving massaging fasion. It felt almost as good as my sisters virginal cunt and I could feel my dick twitching and throbbing as I began to reach orgasm."Mmmh mom... I like that." I moaned shakily as I was about to unload onto my sisters ass and back. "I'm about to cum"My sister heard me and it brought new life into her limp body. She crawled up on her hands and knees and spun her body around so she was facing.