The only way I could achieve that was to marry your father and live a lie and even after we split, I had to carry on living a lie. I feel like I have wasted so much of my barefeet life, apart from having you.” Stacey could toesucking see her daughter’s razor-sharp mind whirring as she said, “Who did Dad catch you with?” then as she ran though her father's words over the years it clicked into place, “You got caught with Aunty Helen, didn’t you? No wonder saying her name is like dropping a turd on the table in his house. Mum I love you and always will.” Standing the two women hugged and Stacey could feel their breasts mashed together and her daughter’s hard nipples pressing against her making her pussy start to get moist. As they broke from their embrace Becky looked at her mother and said with curiosity in her voice, “How did you know there was porn on my laptop anyway?” Stacey blushed redder than she had ever thought possible as she stammered, “I watched you the other night.” Becky’s voice had blonde gone very husky and her face had started to get flushed as she replied, “you watched me orgasm and did you touch yourself afterwards?” Stacey just nodded dumbly not daring to let herself speak as Becky went on, “Did you cum imagining how I would taste, how it would feel to have my hands caressing your body?” As she was speaking Stacey watched her daughter slide her hands under her own short skirt and start to rub herself as she looked at her mother. “You were so sexy Mum, standing there with your fingers in your pussy, fingering yourself to my favourite footjob porn clip.” “Your favourite,” husked Stacey as her own hands started to duplicate that of her daughter's and both women were touching themselves almost ready to make the first move and cross that boundary. “Yes, my favourite,” moaned Becky as she eased her panties aside and pushed a finger inside herself, “because I always imagine the older woman to be you and the younger woman to be me.” That was the signal that sparked something off in Stacey’s brain and pushed her beyond the point of no return. ELENA Jon told me that I had to wear the collar when we went out that barefeet night. For example, one footjob thing I had always wondered about was why Freddy spent so much time masturbating me and finger-fucking the crap out of me. Did he do it because he wanted to see how much he could make me orgasm, perhaps as a macho notch in one's belt kind of thing? As we say at Victims Anonymous, “My name’s Sam, and here’s my story”: Yea Abby what is it baby, she said Daddy you are in the pool. The girl snapped out of it and began to stumble over. I turned my head to toesucking the side, giggling playfully as her wet tongue slipped inside. The other guys were just smirking at me. 'Don't you get it? I want to spend the rest of my life loving you.” He clamped a strong hand over her mouth to stop the noise as he began pounding her. “But I’ll have to keep you away from my old man. He loves the ladies. Yours stands as proud and blonde straight as an arrow." Jill extends her hand to Allison and they shake hands.