I began rubbing her feet with oil.First. she thought that was a joke.And, she began to laughing.But, I was still rubbing her feet with oil.Her feet we...e so shiny with sun oil same as her legs.She stopped laughing and began watching me.I was rubbing her heels and soles.My dick was completely stiff.She had already understood.Now, we were not speaking.I began caressing her left leg and foot.I slightly pulled her left leg towards my shorts.Janna had understood that I wanted her to drive her foot on. From there, it's a taxi or bus ride into Manhattan. I much prefer Amtrak, which leaves from Union Station in downtown DC and deposits you in mid-town Manhattan at Penn Station. The train ride is about three and a half hours, longer than the one-hour flight, but when you add in the extra travel at each end of the flight, it works out about the same. And on the train you can stretch out, use a laptop, snooze, or read the paper without being squeezed by the 300-pound behemoth that is inevitably. He turned slightly to face me and once again I wrapped my free hand around his hardness. Andy’s cock was circumcised like mine and just about as long as mine, but very slender with an upward curve. And as hard as a rock right then, pulsing with need. Its slimness made it fit easily into my mouth and he groaned and shuddered when I swirled my tongue around the head. I felt an extra ooze of precum drool out of my cock, and I worked the slipperiness all over with my steadily pumping fist. The. I turn and look over at mommy giving me that look in her eye like I amin trouble and she is going to like this but I surely won't. "Okaysweetie, lay down on the pad so I can finish getting you dressed." Ilook at the long pad going across two of the seats. I had better listento her because she looks upset, but who knows why she doesn't let mejust slide the panties on like I did in the hospital."Okay momma I will be a good bo...ummm." Momma shakes her head hearingwhat I was starting to say and.