I reached back and began to pinch his nipples. That always drove him crazy and he arched his back and began to struggle to breathe under me. I love...it when he struggles to breathe. He'd lift up and push his nose into me, wiggling it from side to side trying to get even a little oxygen. I did not want to have another orgasm yet. 

I had practiced with the feeldo both with and without a harness and found that if the harness were very tight and I manipulated the business end of the feeldo. My mom only had a few things and Barbra had a cart full of things.My mother said if she needed help, but she had to drive so she asked me if I'd help Barbra and I said yes. When Barbra paid we went to her car (Honda Pilot). I helped her pack the grossry, then hoped in the car. We drove out, the radio was on, as we drove I noticed the outline if Barbra's pussy. I kept staring it looked good. I took out my phone and pretend to drop it, I got a better look at her pussy outline. I don't know if. How's this?" I swallowed nervously as it felt absolutely wonderful been given a handjob by my Dad. "It's good. Very nice." I gasped as his hand moved faster up and down making my breathing heavy. I was hotting up all over. I knew what was coming. A few seconds later I let out a cry of pleasure and I shooted out sperm all over my Dad's hand.Dad stepped away "honey, im off to work now, you sure you'll be OK now now you know how to masturbate?" he asked concerned.I nodded "thanks dad," I replied. It had been so long since he'd even left his house. He had done nothing but masturbate to his foot fetish magazines since his wife passed. He had no hopes of ever finding another woman to replace his desires for feet. Yet know he was engaged in such a conversation with a woman, a younger woman at that, right across the street from him. He watched as her sneaker passed back and forth under his nose, nearly touching him. Trudy was baiting the hook now.She kept her tease alive by cracking again.