. I think I am going to enjoy this, I think to myself and smile. He looks up at me from the floor. "Tell me, what are you thinking my love?" "I want...to touch you." he replies... Hmmmmm, I cock my head to the side and study him. I ask with an evil grin, “Do you now? Do you think that you deserve to touch me yet? I don’t think that you have yet proven yourself worthy enough to touch me. I will let you kiss my feet.” Slowly, sensually, he picks up my right foot and brings it up to his lips.. She stood a bit far away from me while I peeped through the door hole to watch who it was. To my surprise it was my mother, aunty and uncle. And before opening the door I told Preeti about it. As I was about to open the door Preeti told me to tell her parents that she has been sleeping in my sister room, after saying this she ran towards my sister’s room. I opened the door, and welcomed them. My mother enquired me as to why it took so much time to open the door. I told my mother that Preeti. Her embarrassmentseemed to be fading as I sang and she started to enjoy being on thestage with me. I knew she would thank me later for the experience.All too soon the song came to a conclusion, and as the crowd roared itsapproval I turned to Emily and we wrapped each other in a long hug."Thank you for everything, Emily," I whispered into her ear just as thelights dimmed until it was completely dark, and the two of us were alonein the world.---"Don't ever do that to me again!" Emily screamed as. The touch of her daughter's lips was ecstatic. She yanked her skirt open and pulled it up over her head and tossed it away. Bare, she eased her hands down her trembling body and spread the lips of her cunt apart."Suck, baby. Give Mommy a good deep suck."Pam obliged her horny mother: She opened her mouth, plastered her lips to Marsha's cunt, and sucked. Warm sudsy cream flowed into her mouth. She sucked again, hungry for her mother's pussy juice."Yes, baby," Marsha sighed. "Oooo, yes. You do it.