While I was afraid of my dad because he was so big and strong I was really afraid of my mom because she could get angry so fast and really hit hard an... too much. Anyway, everybody went their own way after that. Nasrin kept a good eye on me for several days after that, suddenly showing up in the room every time I got near mom. I guess she was scared I’d tell anyway. After a few days she decided to calm down a little, so I decided to talk to her about it. So I asked her was dad was doing and she. I said no need and then turned around for Kyla to see the front of my body. She commented again on how good my body looked as she started to rub oil up my legs. As she started to massage my thighs up towards my groins she asked me if I wanted to have my lower abdominal area massage as well or if she must move a little higher up. I replied to her saying what ever she was comfortable with. She said that's cool and then mentioned that I'm rather comfortable showing my body as most ladies that. She'd done nude photos, bikinis as well as miniskirt and knickers, but I only bought miniskirt and bikini ones. Even though I didn't have a camera, She said I could see Her pose. I was allowed to open my case full of my magazines so She could copy poses from my Spick & Spans, as I couldn't tell Her what poses I liked - I could hardly speak at all, I was so nervous. I'd never shown anyone, let alone a lovely model, my magazines, full of pervy captions and cartoons (and other, things). As She. With one foot, she grasped my cock head with her toes and wiggled them over the tip. I wondered how far she would let this go. I unzipped my pants and pulled my throbbing cock all of the way out. She stroked my bare dick with her toes the same as she had done when it was in my pants. The toes of the other foot had found their way to my balls and were manipulating them through my pants. I undid my belt and unbuttoned my pants to give her feet more access. I slipped my pants and brief down just.