I'd always try to rub granny sex my Aunt's or Mom's neck, trying to get them relaxed enough to lean back and show some cleavage. It didn't work much for that, but they both loved the rubs and often asked me for more. "Do you think you can rub my feet the same way? They're pretty sore from standing all day." "Anything for you," I jokingly replied, and twisted a little to get better access to her feet. As I turned, I flicked my eyes upward and couldn't see a thing. Aunt Heather was leaning back on the couch, trying to relax, but her knees were resting together. Not even a teasing glimpse into heaven. I slipped off her left shoe, and as I took her foot gently into my hand, I examined it a little. Her toes were small, but neatly formed. No overlapping, runt toes, or anything like that. The
Nails were painted a warm granny sex pink, and trying not to be obvious, I checked for smell... nothing worse than rubbing stinky feet. Hers had no granny sex smell at all. I held her foot in my hands, enjoying the feeling to the stocking against my palms, and slowly started kneading the sole of her foot. I drew my fingers across the bottoms, starting at the heel, and ending up gently pulling on her toes. I pressed harder around the ball of her toes, focusing all my concentration on that foot. I must have spent about ten minutes exploring her left foot, pressing my fingers between her toes, luxuriating on the texture of her stockings, exercising years of sexual fantasies upon that one foot. When I was finished with that foot, I started to reach for the other. As I took her right foot, I glanced up, and smiled. Aunt Heather had relaxed
Her knees, just slightly, but granny sex enough to see past the stocking tops on just the barest patch of white covering the new focus of my lust. I, to this day, don't know if she knew I was looking up, but just then she reached down to scratch her leg, hiking her dress up a little more. I could see the strip of skin between the tops of her stocking and the legs of her panties. I wanted put caress that skin with my cheek, to run my tongue across her crotch... to do many things. "MMmmm, please don't stop, hon. My foot's getting jealous." "Sorry, Aunt Heather, I was just, ummmm, warming my hands." I wanted to say that I was trying to keep from cumming in my pants, but I thought that might put her off... just a little. I took even more time with her right foot. I
Ran the palms of...
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