After Elizabeth's little surprise, she headed to her room. She so badly needed to please her aching pussy. She could feel how wet her panties were. When she made it to her bed, she couldn't get the image of her daughter pleasuring her own bare feet and vagina out of her head. She was on fire and she wasn't even touching herself yet.
Elizabeth kicked off her shoes and placed her sock covered feet on the floor. She started rubbing them into the carpet. She loved the feeling. Those images of her daughter were still with her. Her breathing was increasing. The heels of her feet continued to glide across the floor. Her socks started to come off a bit, due to the constant rubbing. She watched as the bare heels of her feet slowly came into view. She couldn't believe how turned on she was. I mean, they were just feet, right? She never knew that female feet could be such a turn on.
Her hand slowly moved over her breasts. She could actually feel her nipples harden through the fabric of her shirt and bra. Her hands then traveled down, finding the button of her pants. Undoing them, she slide her hand inside. Her cotton panties felt so good on her fingers. She moved them aside while her feet played with the carpet. Her fingers danced around her slit, eventually making it's way into her hot, moist hole. She could smell her sex. It was intoxicating. She removed her finger and brought it to her mouth. She licked it like a little cock and then placed it inside. "Mmmmmmmm" she thought to herself. She's tasted her pussy plenty of times before, but this time, it seemed even more delicious.
Her socks were almost completely off her feet now. She looked down and saw that the only her toes were covered. She pulled her feet back and freed those little piggies. She admired them. The pink nail polish looked wonderful. She wiggled her toes a bit and then decided to take a page out of her daughter's book. She rested her left foot on her lap and leaned forward. Her tongue escaped her mouth and made contact with her big toe. She felt a shock go down her spine. She loved the way this all felt. She opened her mouth wide and took her toe inside. While inside, her tongue rolled up and down, side to side. Her saliva was soon dripping down the sides of her big toe, moving quickly down to her heel.
Elizabeth was soon startled when she heard a knock on her door.
"Mom? When did you get home?"
It was Kristen. Elizabeth was paranoid now. Did Kristen hear her? Nah, she couldn't. Her moans weren't loud enough... were they?
"Not too long ago. They let me out early. Do you need something?" She asked while she franticly buttoned her pants.
Kristen soon opened the door to her mother's room. She saw her shoe's and socks lying on the floor and couldn't help but stare at her mom's feet. She never realized it before, but her mom had perfect feet. She admired her toes, her arch, everything.
"Honey, something wrong?" Elizabeth noticed her daughter's stare.
"No, Ma. I'm fine. I was just wondering, can I borrow some money? I was planning on going to the mall with Jill later on and I'm broke. I'll pay you back as soon as I can, I promise."
Elizabeth was about to do as her daughter asked, but then got a wicked idea. She looked at her daughter and smiled.
"Tell you what, Kris. My feet are killing me and need a massage. I'm not very good at giving myself one. If you massage my feet for a little while, I'll give you some money. Sound good?"
Kristen couldn't believe what she had just heard. Her mom wants her to give her a foot massage? She's never asked for a request like this before.
"A foot massage?"
"Yes, Honey. Please?"
