. So like this days passed and one day i frankly told my mom that am masturbating thinking of you mom, she was quiet for sometime and asked me that r ... expecting me to get physical with you?? I kept quiet for some time and told her that mom it’s not like that but i doesnt want to hide anything from my love that’s y i told u this.. She suddenly cut down the call, i called her in return and said sorry to her. She said it’s okey, but try to avoid such feeling towards me and she kissed me and even. She recovered and now it is her turn to discover if she had been dreaming or was my cock really as big as she thought. Olivia kissed down my chest slowly taking the duvet with her. Before she got to my navel she encountered the head of my cock. She pulled the duvet off me and just stared at my monster of a cock. " That's fucking huge," All she could say. She didn't usually swear but it is the only comment she could think of. She looked at my face a broad smile across my lips. My cock gave a. I’d been slowly running my pantyhose-clad feet up and down his thigh all evening. I could easily feel him through his dress slacks. While not porn-star quantity it would certainly do for tonight.“So women are lacking a certain something, huh?”“Yup. And sometimes that is just the only thing that will scratch my itch.” I looked at him coyly over the rim of my wine glass, all the time running my stocking covered foot up and down the inside of his calf and thigh. “Do you have an itch, my dear?”. She used to be frightened of the hood but her psyche waschanging and her fear turned to excitement over the years of wearing theseclaustrophobic masks. The hood felt great.As she put on her little blond bob wig, she admired her reflection in the mirror and sworeat her self softly “you dirty slut Letitia”. She looked at her thighs they were shapelyrunners thighs she was a keen athlete even at forty she looked easily ten yearsyounger. She turned her back to the mirror and bent and touched her.