My son’s hands was on the seat on each side of me. I wondered if he could see how high my dress had ridden up. I realized I like the idea of my dres... being up so high. It gave me a little thrill knowing I could give my son a hard on. We only been on the road for about an hour. There was still four hours to go. I knew my husband couldn’t see how high my dress was or he would be looking at my legs. The TV block everything from his view. I felt my son shift his body around. When he did his dick. I have caught her naked many times, and she did not mind showing her body to me and used to even chat with me standing naked. Sometimes, I used to wake up early and go to her bedroom just to catch her naked.I never wanted to fuck my mom but was just a voyeur and wanted someone else to watch her or fuck her and teach her a lesson. In the evenings, she used to change her dress and used to chat with whoever came to her house standing in her bra and panties inside the bedroom.If the guests just. “Where?” And she just opened the door! I was prepared for this. I pretended to hid my cock and be shocked. “I was just taking bath.” But she was interested to listen to my answers and she was just staring at my half hidden erected cock.”“Oh my god it’s so huge Virat!” she gasped. I was still trying to hide my dick just to fail in the attempt. “Sorry I was just… Before I could finish my sentence she just stepped inside and locked the door. “Sorry I was just finishing.” “Alone? Didn’t even care. Soafter applying the wax, I would lovingly lick the boot and then rub thepolishing cloth in circular patterns. When the wax became dry, I would lickthe leather again, enjoying the sensual feeling of my tongue gliding overthe boot. As the gloss on my boots began to grow, so did my excitement. I foundmyself licking the boots more than polishing. Once I had finished shiningthe boots I would get off by softly rubbing the boot against my crotch. Mycock was usually pretty hard already from the.