The older I got the more obsessed I became with the thought of sleeeping with my Mother. My fantasies shifted from cheerleaders and hot blondes to my ...orty-three year old blue-eyed, chestnut-brown-haired Mother.She didn’t help any either. She was a real estate agent and always dressed-up in skirts and heels. Both of which had become fetishes of mine, probably because I grew up seeing them on the hottest woman I knew. I was a sixteen when I started giving my Mom foot massages after a day at. You’re a very thoughtful man, not to mention good looking!” Her smile made my hard dick jerk a little. I can’t remember the last time I heard I was good looking. “I do have something for you though,” she says as she looks down and reaches into her purse. She turns her head left and right, kind of nervously, and pulls her fist out of the bag and puts her hand in mine and opens her fingers, letting the item drop into my palm. “Now go back over to your table and take a look. You got me very. My. God. Who are you, and why are you naked?!" Whoa, I didn't know it was possible to tan so hard that you actually getcharred!"They did not see Shonn at first, but Linn was perfectly visible. Shonnclosed the door behind them and put up the "with patient" sign in frontof the blinds. He had expected them to yelp when they noticed him aswell, but they continued to face forward unmovingly. He supposed Linn hadalready grabbed their minds. It made him uncomfortable to think about,but in cases just. On my way home on the train with my new purchase safely concealed in a nondescript bag, I looked around at my fellow passengers and tried to imagine what they would think if they knew the long package in my hands was a leg spreader. I admit that I found the thought titillating. Then of course, I wondered what they would do if I took it out and tried it on; hiking my charcoal pencil skirt up my thighs so that I could open my legs wide enough to strap myself in, exposing my lacy panties which at.