To please

“How about a glass of wine to start of?” She asks

“Sure, your wish is my command” you say jokingly.

“Oh is it now?” She says looking at you with a new found curiosity. “Doesn’t that make me your master?”

“Sure why not ?” You say jokingly but more unsure by the second.

“Well then chop chop” she says and you go to the kitchen cupboard to pour some wine.

When you came back your mother had already taken a seat in the couch and surfing the channels on the tv.

“Got your wine master” you said before handing the drink to her.

“Why thank you sweetie” she says chuckling, “Now massage my feet while I enjoy a movie”

“Oh not there, why don’t you sit on the ground ? It’ll be easier that way” she refutes when you tried to sit on the sofa.

“Ok” you say taking a seat on the ground. Your mother then pops both her feet on your lap.worryingly her dick was just above your head and stirring awake.

You kept massaging her feet, they smelt awful but alluring at the same time, to massage the feet of a woman as beautiful as your mother made you feel special. Her red polished toenail glistened under the light and her soles mesmerised you. If only her feet did this imagine the monster on top of you.

“Just like that sweetie, please mommy she’s been working so hard for you” she continues, but do you know what would please me more?”