I'll spend the festival alone." I panic.Before my train of though finish I notice she's standing over me. "Hey, are you going to the festival too? I'm... Jenny by the way. We'd like a man we know so we don't get harassed at the camping area. Why don't you sit next to us and we can plan where we'll raise our tents together", she smirks. "Yeah..." is all I'm able to respond with."Seems like you already raised your tent, hihihi", she looks at my groin. SHE KNOWS. "I'll give you a minute to calm down. Mom is a real dificult person,she not easy to deal with. Shes always been kinda immature.Mom was 44 at that time she had a very beutiful body for her age. I never looked at her in a sexual way back then. I even was kinda use too watching her tapless around the house or hearing her having sex. I didnt mind hearing mom getting fuck. I know it hard to belive but thats the way I grew up,so it was normal to me. She didnt care if I had sex also in the house. Me and mom were very open around each. She tells a lie, says she has no one else to ask, though there half a dozen people she could go with.Getting ready for her date with Dorothy, she chooses her knee-length velvet dress of blue darkness, the one Joe so likes to see her wearing. It's her favourite too. It has long tight sleeves and is low-cut at the chest, shows her cleavage at its best. Under the dress, matching black undies and barely black tights. It will be the first time out for her still boxed new heels, their expense her. Her feet were so dirty from the street and the stores. I leaned and licked it from the heel to the toes. I tasted all the filth and my dick was raging hard. I kept licking and sucking all the dirt from her feet. She yelled " don't spit swallow all that dirt your perv". Now I was swallowing the dirty spit, I could taste all the dirt and filth from her feet. Her right foot took me 20 min to clean. She wiped the slobber off on my face and put her left foot up. I knew what I had to do, the left.