The closer she got the more i felt the chills as her breath caught the side of my neck right before her lips made contact. I couldnt even think or mov... as my mind was racing with lust and getting my first lap dance from my own mother! Her moist and warm lips moved up and down my neck and i could feel her pelvis grinding right above my almost fully erect dick. After the teasing had stopped for a couple seconds my mom stood up and turned around to where her back was facing me. She was still. My wife, knowing my weakness, then put her feet directly in front of my face. Holding them just inches away."You like my toe ring?" she asked me."It looks so sexy on your sexy feet," I answered.I then grabbed her left ankle and brought her foot closer to me, taking her big toe into my mouth."Oh fuck, I can feel you get harder when you do that," my wife said.I just kept her big toe in my mouth and continued with the short pumps."You're so hard!" she said, "I'm going to cum again, keep pumping."I. Woman B: I liked it. It was very different. I had total control, and he was lying on his stomach, so he wasn't making eye contact with me. I found it exhilarating in a different way than just regular sex, being in charge of someone else's pleasure.Woman C: Mostly there were technical issues to work out: how to get the right angle, how to move, how to control speed and depth. Psychologically, I try not to get wrapped up in the "penetrator as person with power" dynamic. I think it harms most. Ballet gave me limber muscles, someof which I never knew I had, along with a graceful poise. I learned howto do my own hair, what to wear and when, and a myriad of things thatgirls seemed to learn easily. With no need for makeup, I started to useless, which made me look even more feminine, and with a higher pitch ofvoice, I was never taken for a male ever again.The second ad campaign I was in, was, as I had anticipated, set on abeach. I was required to wear a bikini, which they picked out for.