As she did this, she licked his right foot over and over, and was using one hand to now hold her sons bare foot in her pussy. She moved her other hand...and started tickling the part of her sons sole that was not in her pussy. His toes and foot wiggled and twitched inside her as she tickled it rubbing her spot over and over. They both were moaning and groaning licking one of each others bare soles as she masturbated him with her other foot, and used his other foot to masturbate herself. As she. I could see my cock move in the front. She was making my mind, do back flips. I wanted so much to fuck this hot older MILF. I looked around to see if she had any kids or a husband. I could not see any pictures on the wall. She just had allot of shelf's through out her house. All of them were stocked with food, paper products, laundry detergent, water, cereal and femine products."Quite a stockpile. Is it the end of the world?" I said. She giggled. "Almost all of it was free or I paid next to. "Can I have a glass of red cordial?"Wayne paused for a moment. "Okay, whatever you want." He disappeared into the kitchen.I had two options. I could stay at the top and watch Erika be tortured or I could try save her.I ran back to Erika's bedroom to fetch my father's handgun. The gun had no bullets, but Wayne didn't know that. Perhaps I could scare Wayne by pointing the gun at him.I sat at the top of the stairs. Wayne came back. Erika received her glass of red cordial. She took a sip and like a. It felt funny, he thought, talking about fucking with his sister, discussing their sex life openly and up front, but there were a lot of things changing around here since the plan had gotten moving. With any luck at all, he and Lorena ought to be able to work out the rest of it, getting his old man and mom together again. "Hi mom--smells like pancakes. Did you know that Jean Marks stayed over last night? No, I guess not; you were asleep when she came after Lorena called her." His mother was.