I kissed my way down her stomach pulling her nightgown down as I went with it. I slid it the rest of the way off of her and then kissed my way back up...her long shapely legs.My mother kept her pussy completely shaved, the skin was very smooth around it, I gently spread her lips and ran my tongue up the musky slit. I licked her pussy with slow gentle licks and gently teased her clit with my tongue. Her body would tense from time as she was having plenty of soft orgasms, after I made my mother cum. I knew she was thirty-seven-years-old and had a daughter the same age as me. We were both sixteen-years-old. Ella. We were friends so I got to see Mrs Bell at her home as well as at school. I still called her Mrs Bell at her home. I had one blue candle. Orange was for attraction. I was definitely attracted to Mrs Bell, I had a schoolgirl crush that was getting stronger and stronger. I had one orange candle. I touched my hand on my heart and made a wish. As much as I loved Mrs Bell my overriding. Ever since I can remember, I've been in love with Nick Carter. My love for him was very innocent and as I got older my feelings have become stronger and more sexual. I would masturbate over him two or three times a week dreaming that some day I would make love to the sexiest guy on the planet. Nick Carter was gorgeous - tall, blonde, blue eyed.As Nick Carter from the Backstreet Boys, one of the world's biggest boy bands, got older and sexier, I got older. I was twenty four years old now and he. My knuckles stinging from my most recent failed exploration, I consoled myself by massaging her feet. I looked down, “Sweetheart, I’m not into feet, but I would make an exception for yours.”She looked up from her book, “What are you talking about?”I sat my phone down and picked her left foot up with both hands. “There are guys who prefer a woman’s feet over anything else.”Interested, she marked the page and closed her book. “I’ve never heard about that.”“Doesn’t your posse know everything?”.