At least I tried. For a moment nothing seemed to happen. Then I felt my tattoo heating up. My hips began to wriggle as the heat from my tattoo began t...o spread through my hips and surround my pussy and sore ass. Fingers of spreading heat worked through my belly and down my thighs. The warmth spread over my breasts, causing my nipples to harden even more. Within moments I was covered head-to-toe with this heated need. I dropped to my knees, then fell to my side, my fingers suddenly sliding into. She carried on chatting to me, turned towards and proceeded to hitch the tights up one thick thigh then the other all as if this was entirely normal for a mother to do in front of her teenage son. I have always (and still do) had a massive fetish for mature women in tights so my teenage cock when rock hard instantly.Mum continued and never seemed to notice me become flushed in the face and struggle to not wank my cock furiously under the duvet. She then hitched up her skirt and pulled the. To my surprise the next day she came and behaved normally but didn’t poke me.After two days she again behaving normally poking me, this time I said if you don’t stop, you know what I did that day. I will do something different this time. She smiled and poked me! :) I just acted as if I was going to hug her and kiss her. I just went near her and went back. So she felt this guy didn’t do anything. Next time she did the same thing in lift. She poked me. To her surprise, this time I grabbed her,. I heard Master say, “Yes, yes, it’s OK.” The air of his hand waved people over to us. To strangers he commanded, “Touch her.” My dress lifted from me and unknown hands started to stroke my back, my leg and my ass. My right leg trembled uncontrollably. I clearly heard the ‘tap, tap, tap’ of my heel on the floor of the porn theatre. One man reached over and squeezed my left tit, while Master squeezed the right. I heard him moan as I violently jerked his cock up and down first with my hand,.