I loved the soft silkiness of the top of her feet as I gently rubbed the backs of my fingers across them. I loved the way her toes wiggled in my hands...when I accidentally tickled her. I had an instant hard on. From that night on, I was constantly asking her if I could rub her feet. Like most people, my mum wasn't going to say no to a foot rub, so most nights, I had her feet in my lap. It didn't take me long to realize that if I maneuvered things just right, my mum's legs would be spread, and. I had only 3 minutes left. i tried to talk but i couldn't hardly make a sound. Damnit..i kept trying to slow my gasping as i incoherently began to beg!Ma.Ma.s..ter..(gasping)..p.p..please..d..d..don't..send..i.i.will do ...(gasp)...Any..thing..j..just d..don't do this..my breathing began to finally slow down..."Exactly what do you have in mind boi?" He asked.00:02:31"i need...time..(big breath)..Master." i answered"Time for what bitch?i thought of anything i could to get him to stop the. “Be a pal and see who it is,” said shilla. I grabbed my dressing gown and hurriedly dressed as I headed for the door. It was one of the waiters from the restaurant we had been to for breakfast. In his hand was Shillas mobile phone. “You left that this morning,” he said. “Oh thanks, would you like a beer?” “Yes please,” he replied. “Come on in then,” I said, pointing to the settee for him to sit down on. As I went over to the fridge for a beer, Shilla walked into the room stark. When her orgasm subsided, her body went limp. She released her grip from my head and lowered her legs onto the bed. I withdrew my head and looked at her…my lips were smacked with her heavenly juice, which I was guzzling thirstily.“That’s wonderful” I smiled at her, lecherously. “Papa was a very lucky guy.”She smiled back at me…breathing erratically…her eyes gleaming with strange glow. I rose from my position and settled beside her. “Turn mother.” I forced her body on her side and adjusted.