Caressing them softly she moved her hand on his heels and as she felt it tickle him 'are you okay' she asked.'Yes Mom, it is' he replied softly.Contin...ing massaging his feet something flashed in her mind. It was something her best friend had said that she recalled it. She had spoken of those days when she was in the forest. She had said she had enjoyed pressing the feet of her man. It was okay as it was her man but then this was her son. Why I am feeling excited she thought. Shaking her head. I was really beginning to get into it. I could slowly feel the blood flowing into my penis.I proceeded to roll over. I wanted to be able to see Martha’s hands on my body. I could see Martha glance at my semi-erect penis which was clearly evident. She was now focusing her attention on massaging my arms and shoulders in an attempt to avoid my penis area. As she continued her massage, I mumbled repeatedly, “Lower … lower … lower …”Now her hands were massaging my body just above the towel – only an. "Oh, yes. Once my head hit the pillow, I was out," Courtney responded.I asked what they wanted for breakfast, and Evelyn insisted that she could cook. I responded nonsense, she was a guest, but she gave me 'the look' that had me wondering if all women had learned it. My mother had that same look, which told me to be quiet. I grinned and nodded.After breakfast was over, the ladies wanted to go outside and see all the buildings, and the power plants. We bundled up, as it was three degrees. ” I really didn’t have to work to hard at it, as Terry gradually thrust deeper into my mouth. Dianne gently stroked my balls and began rubbing lube into my tight hole with her finger tips, the feeling was wonderful. I could feel Terry getting close. She lifted my face off her cock, looked up at Dianne and said “your turn.”.Dianne flopped down on her back and said, “Gimee that cock big boy,” I was on top of her instantly, My cock slid easily into her soft wet pussy. With her knees, she forced my.