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Mom helps out

... was something else. He was caressing my feet! There is no other word to describe it. His touch was soft, sensual, loving. At first hesitant, as he gained confidence his touch became firmer. He moved from foot to foot, and it was just heavenly. Which is probably why I didn't notice his right hand at first. It was resting on my ankle, but then started stroking my leg. Little by little, his strokes reached higher and higher, until his hand reached my knee. Under my calf - where it rested on his hard bulge - I felt something wet and sticky. It was time to put a stop to this! I opened my eyes, and caught him looking up my skirt.......... I could just stroke mom's legs and feet forever. I just loved the feel of the nylons. I dared to peek out of the corner of my eye, and saw that mom's eyes were closed. Now I could finally get a good look! Mom's breasts were clearly visible, her nipples dark underneath the fabric. I wondered, what it would feel like to touch them. I could see mom's knickers, and there was a bit of a shadow in front. Was she leaking, like I always do? Oh boy! I want her so bad! I want to lift up her leg and kiss her foot, I want to..........crap - she's looking! Seeing Timmy look so hungrily at my crotch, finally hit me with what I was doing. I was seducing my own little boy! Hurriedly, I stood up, picked up my shoes, and rushed upstairs.......... Mom got up so suddenly, I thought, she was going to hit me. Instead, she bent to pick up her shoes - giving me a last ...

... look at her panties - and went upstairs - leaving me with a boner in urgent need of attention. I rushed to the toilet, and - while I jacked off, I imagined mom's nyloned feet rubbing my pecker.......... I couldn't get the feel of mom's nyloned feet and legs out of my mind. It was driving me crazy! Mom was acting, as if nothing had happened, and I guess she didn't realise what an effect she had on me. The other day, she was sitting next to me on the sofa, and I really badly wanted to put my hand on her leg, but didn't dare. Mom and dad are out, so I went through mom's drawers until I found her nylons. I took a pair of pantyhose into my bedroom, and - after a struggle - put them on. Then I closed my eyes and touched my legs and feet - imagining, I was touching mom's. I started rubbing my pecker through the nylon and it felt really good. Too good. I almost came into mom's pantyhose, but just managed to pull them down, before I erupted. But there was a large, sticky patch from where I had been leaking. I hope she doesn't notice.......... I can't help myself anymore, I want - no I NEED - more! I lie in bed next to Peter, and yearn for the feel of Timmy's soft hands on my legs and feet. I want him playing with my breasts, and I want to drown him in my cunt-juices. Am I going crazy?! I'd just had a shower and was lying on the bed, with only a towel around me. I was wondering idly whether I should go out now, or wait until the afternoon, when the bedroom-door opened. "Maaaa! You didn't ...