“I ww-wanted to touch it”, my tongue was dry and couldn’t move freely.“would you like to come here?” she asked I went there like a dog. The ...anty was off to her knees. I went to her. She bent in front of me and got the panties out of her legs. All I knew was that my mom’s hairy ass was widely exposed for a minute. That white skin and that hair, that slight smell made me mad. I stood behind her like a statue with an erect dick.“want to touch it?” she asked. I just placed my hand in her hand. She. Perfumed feet have always excited me for two reasons. The odor of perfume itself, is very sensual when applied to feet, and I find her, that she was aware of the attractiveness of her feet, because she put enough perfume on them, very erotic. My lips pressed against the tips of her toes, as my tongue rolled over them lightly. Parting my lips, I slipped her toes into my mouth, my tongue lashing underneath and between them. Her low moans indicated that she was enjoying that a lot, so I continued. I could feel breasts pressing against my chest and I let go quickly, standing back to look at my daughter/niece.It had been 5 years since I had last seen her and she had grown up! Those breasts I had felt pressing against me weren't big, though they were bigger than what some 14-year-old girls had.The rest of her was covered head-to-toe in black, though I could see black and white striped tights peeking out of the slit on the front of her long skirt. Looking up at her face, I realized that she. He reminded Alex of the doorman at the Casa de Los Angeles. His companion was short and skinny, dressed in a loud check suit. He was the dangerous one.It was almost over so fast, Alex nearly missed the whole scene. The heavy-set man moved forward, grabbed him by one arm and flipped him to the ground. At the same time the skinny man lunged in and his knife seared along Alex's ribs like a red-hot razor blade.Quickly the squat man knocked the little man's knife arm up and yelled, "No muerte,.