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Mother’s feet

It was Friday afternoon and I was sitting horny again in my room in front of my PC and jerked me mine tail to a few horny Internet Porn. When suddenly the apartment door opened and mine Mother came home. So I put my crossbar back and went to the hallway to greet my mother.

“Hi Mutti” were my words and I looked at her how she took off her sexy work pumps and came out her sweet little feet in black nylons. My mother was 37 years old at the time but in my eyes a super sexy woman with a great body, sweet face and the hottest for me her hammer legs and feet.

For a long time I dreamed of licking, kissing and fucking her nylon feet, but that should probably remain a dream. It made me crazy that they almost always ran through the apartment in tights and usually only had a long shirt on what went to her knees. You could look at her legs and feet great.

She went past me into the living room, sat on the armchair and began to tell me that she still had to go to a friend’s birthday today and that she would be very late, she still had to get ready, style and prepare for the party. By the way, she took off her black fabric trousers and tights, put both over the backrest of the armchair and then said goodbye to the bathroom to take a shower.

I waited for a few minutes until I heard the water of the shower rippling and then went to the armchair to snap her tights, because watching her tights carefully and slowly moved out, made me extremely cool again.

So I took her tights and smelled on the foot parts and immediately got a stand. I often sniff my mother’s pantyhose and nylon cantilever socks and often take a few of their things to enjoy me with it. So far I have never noticed it, at least I think that.

When I sniff, I notice that the water is parked in the shower and leave the pantyhose for now, because I think I can still deal with it later. I sit up the couch and switch on the TV to steer me a little.

My mother enters the living room with a towel around her head and a bathrobe, sit on the armchair again and start painting her cute toes with pink nail polish. Again and again I take a quick look at your work and get horny again. She has great feet without fylons, I think to myself.

When she is finished, she takes the tights from the armchair and disappears into her bedroom to pull out her evening outfit and put on make -up. “Damn” I think she puts on the tights from the day.

After about 30 minutes she enters the living room again and she looks really great, great hairstyle, sexy make -up and an outfit in which I would have loved to fuck her immediately. Black dress with transparent fabric on the arms and decol tea, plus black tights and very elegant black and pumps. Unfortunately I can’t enjoy the sight for long, because it is already going and says goodbye to me with a “to later, darling”.

I’m horny now, too bad that my mother put her work tights back on. Slightly kinked, I’ll move back to my room to finally get relief.

But then I can’t get that. Be picked up by a friend at home and we’re going to make some party and drink.

I arrive at home around 11 p.m. I notice my mother doesn’t seem to be there yet, because everything is dark and calm. I throw myself on the bed in my room and watch some TV.

I also fell asleep until I wake up from a rumbling and hear that my mother is probably back.

A look at the clock shows me that it is 2:45 a.m. Wow, Mama did a long time today, must have been a great party. It’s quiet in the apartment, but I see under the door that still burns somewhere and go to see if everything is ok with my mother. In the living room I see her on the couch, apparently she is drunk, because only then she has a quiet snoring.

I see her shoes in the middle of the room and immediately look at my mother’s feet. There they are, still in sexy black pantyhose and hang over the back of the couch. I take all my courage together and approach my mother’s feet. I just have to touch her.

Slowly my fingers slide over their toes. My cock straightens up immediately and is rock hard. There is no reaction from my mother, so I can continue. My hands slide over their soles of the feet, their heels and the ankles.

I just have to risk sniffing your feet. Slowly I kneel next to the couch and gently I lead my nose to my mother’s feet, who doesn’t notice anything from everything.

Your fragrance is just great, it smells of your perfume, leather and some sweat, but not too doll but rather just right to make my cock inject. I have already put my hand around my thing and start jerk off. After my drunk mother seems to sleep tightly, I get braver and start to feel her nylon feet with the tongue.

I put my tip of your tongue on your heel and then carefully lick her entire foot to the toes. No reaction from her. I am now taking her big toe in my mouth and start sucking it and sucking the sweet taste of your tights and feet. Then a slight cough from my mother, I shit, hopefully she won’t wake up now.

That would give a thunderstorm and look stupid as you Son At the end the couch kneels, has her toe in her mouth and satisfied.

But no she just moves something and sleeps on. I am now sucking one toe a little prior to the other and working on my hard latte. I want to fuck these horny feet, now here and immediately. So I get up, take off my boxer and put my hard cock between her feet.

Slowly I now push my plump stand back and forth between their feet. It is such a great feeling to finally feel her feet on my cock and will be getting wilder. Like in a cunt, I push my cock back and forth between her feet, rub my glans on their nylon toes and notice how it is slowly to spray the time.

I don’t want to stop with the unnoticed FooJob from my mother and just keep fucking her little feet. Then it comes and how it comes.

The first splash sperm Shoot so far that I meet your black dress at the tits and the next 2 splashes meet the skirt of your dress. The rest of my sperm runs thick and white on your nylons. The heels and soles are completely full of sperm and wet.

Completely pumped out but totally satisfied, I put on my boxer shortage and let my gaze once again hike from my mother’s fully injected nylon feet to the inseminated dress to look at my work. When I suddenly scare, because my mother has my eyes open and looks at me.

Sequel follows……………..

Maybe 😉

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