"You're a hard lady to find," said Aaron smiling."I... I... I don't know what to say -- except I'm sorry. I know i should have called and explained bu......" Maybe you could explain tonight -- over dinner." Aaron, you've been so nice to me, but I have to break from the past -- start over." Couldn't we at least have dinner together?" I... yes, of course, I certainly owe you that."He looked back to see several impatient customers waiting in line behind him."Then I'll pick you up about eight," he. A moment later, I put my foot back down and jumped up onto the kitchen table. He looked at me and watched as both my stocking-clad feet, reached his stiff missile. Stand by, Houston, I thought, we have liftoff. He shook at my touch and I, without a word, began to give him a foot job. My legs bent as they were, my trimmed pussy was staring my stunned son in the face, a gaping invitation if there ever was one. As I slowly moved my stockinged feet up and down on my sons cock, he closed his eyes. Her pussy felt as if steam were rising from it. I rubbed my dickhead against her fleshy lips looking for the hole. I kept pressing and pushing but couldn't get in! She was tight as clam. I held my cock in my hand to steady it for a good solid thrust. I got the top half of my head between her lips and pushed hard. My cock slid up the crevice of her lips and snagged between her pussy and her panties. "Yes! Like that! I love it!" "Baby is this your first time?" "No. I've done this lots of times!. There were three other girls and two moms waiting for us.Tonya came right up and handed me the forms. I looked at them, found them all filled out, and signed. I then met two of the moms. The first was Madeline's mom Elana. She was a pretty lady who introduced herself, told me that she worked at a local hotel cleaning rooms, and wanted to make sure that her daughter would be safe. She also wanted to find out about the money.The other mother was Rose's mom Emma. She introduced herself, and told.