She looked a little hesitant about her son cleaning her feet. okay theres no other way she unbuckled her seat belt and twisted in her seat and rested...her feet in my lap. i was so happy having my mums feet inches from my growing cock. i had to be careful her feet didnt stroke it. i got the wipes out the glove box and wiped the soles of her feet and each toe and in between them and then rubbed a little to hard on the sole and i tickled her, but as she tryed to pull her feet away she nudged my. . But what I was actually walking into was her, naked sitting on a chair in her kitchen.We barely spoke, she just grabbed my belt buckle and pulled me towards her. She knew I liked eye contact so she held my stare the whole time, my cock was semi hard by the time that my trousers fell, and after her rubbing it over her nipples a little it was as hard as concrete. She had one hand playing with her pussy and the other was rubbing my shaft while the tip of my cock was being sucked, her technique. . His hand slowly eased its way up my skirt and began to probe around my gusset ... I told him to "behave" but really didn't mean it!I parted my legs to allow him easier access and as I stood at the kitchen top he began to rub my fanny through my panties ... I was beginning to get very wet at his finger probing and rubbing. I arched my back a little to allow him to get my gusset of my panties up my cunt as he fingered me..."Stop it! or you will bring me off" I told him..."well lets get you a. I open my mouth a little to let our tongues touch sensuously for the first time.We go back to a deep hug as he continues to explore my pussy with his fingers. Softly pressing in different spots. I realize he’s searching for my vaginal opening. I don’t think he’s very familiar with female anatomy! I breathily whisper in his ear “a little lower”. He slides his middle finger down between my inner labia until his fingertip reaches my opening. He finds it and tries pushing there. His big.