1. A Keyhole Adventure, Plus!


    Date: 12/5/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Author: thighfan, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    need a favor...would you please undo my garters and remove my nylons?" "Oh, gosh yes," I replied. Finally I get to take my time doing what I've dreamed about for years! She sat down on the chair behind me and slowly pulled up her slip exposing her thighs. I moved in front of her and knelt down on on one knee nervously feeling her hose with open palms. I loved the sensation going through my hands and mind. Soon I reached that magic spot where the stocking ended and the fleshy upper thigh began...the softness was intoxicating. Her garter belt matched the bra...very dainty and even had shot pieces of ribbon over the snaps. I raised the garters off her skin and undid them and slowly rolled the hose down her leg, first the left, the her right making sure not to cause a "runner" surely ruining the pair. Now I noticed what I always wondered about...my Mom had virtually no body hair...smooth as silk...she didn't even need to shave her lower legs. I mentioned that to her and her answer was, "It's on my head and one other spot." After a short time of rubbing her inviting white soft thighs, she stood up and had me raise the half-slip over her head. She turned her back to me and instructed me to undo the garter belt from her waist while he admired the great wide hips and jiggling cheeks through sheer panties. What a view! I flung the garter belt aside and put my arms around her feeling her bare, white midriff and dropped my hands to feel her motherly belly, rounded and soft and fingered ...
    her navel. She squirmed and said, "that tickles." Her movement caused her behind to rub across my swollen crotch. "What's this?" she queried. She turned around toward me and said,"I what to see this." I undid my jeans and gave her access...she looked tempted but reluctant to pull it out of my brief. "Want me to take it out?" "Oh, I don't know...I'm not sure," she answered. "I'll show you, I said. Out it came, pointing straight to the ceiling. "Oh, my gosh! It's beautiful, My son's manhood...it's soooo hard," she exclaimed. She put two fingers on it and explored its length, then made a circle out of her thumb and forefinger and ran it up and down a couple times, her eyes wide open. She looked up to me and started to say something, then just delicately kissed the tip, moved back and then opened her mouth and covered my knob. Just as quickly she pulled back saying, "I've never done that before!" Different generations, I guess. "Does it feel good when I touch it, son?" "Of course it does Mom," I replied. "I don't know if I should do this, but I want too," she stated. She slowly wrapped her fingers around my shaft and started to stroke it very lightly. "Is this how you do it?" she asked. "I don't know." I said. "Come on, I think I know what you do in the barn when you don't make any noise." she implored. "You're on to me Mom," I replied. She smiled at me and started gripping and stroking harder and quicker, her small, dainty hands made me look so much longer. Soon I was headed for ...
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