‘Perhaps you mum has a secret man friend to help her’ she suggested with a glint in her eyes. ‘Not mum, she is set in her ways now.’ ‘Are yo...u sure Susan?’ ‘Of course I am.. I joked with her the other day about that and her scowl said it all’ So it seemed Susan had no option other than to accept her mum’s independence and hope that nothing horrible would happen to her. She’d tried everything, but knew when to stop the moment she became agitated. Susan continued to visit her mum on a Saturday –. She then she gave me a gift I thought was too good to be true… she said and I will never forget, “it’s even worse when I wear my flats, I always seem to need to take them off”. Again I went straight at her and said something stupid like I would like to see that. I remember her looking up in a thinking kind of manor and saying “I’m pretty sure I don’t have a pair of flats with me.” I was about to hopefully change that.So as all of this was going on I had learned that with Kayla trying a sneak. “Mmmmm my sweet, is it me or the lashings that have made you so wet and sloppy? Now don't disappoint me by cumming before you are given permission.” Unable to speak, your actions, moving back against my hand, tells me. Of course it is me and you understand my wishes.I laugh as I rub my cock against your wet lips. Slowly rotating the head around your clit. Pushing Him up and down the wet throbbing slit of your cunt. This covers me with your hot juices. Then, holding your feet as I push in deep,. Not THIS evening!"Will he like it? Would you like it?"Would I like it? YES, I DO like it, I thought as my cock thickened down my pant leg. "Cat got your tongue?" she giggles playfully as she turned to wash her hands bending slightly at the kitchen sink. The dress was some sort of form fitting knit and the form it fit was delectable. Five inch black pump heels held tiny feet and thin but shapely calves. The hem was short enough to bring your eyes up about six inches of tanned thigh. Mom's narrow.