Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

The dining table between us is set with plates and a fresh home-cooked meal. It’s just you and me at the table. No one else is home. We’re sitting across from each other and between bites, a bit of nostalgia it’s me. I can’t help but think of how much fun I used to have tickling you.

“Remember when you were a baby, and Mommy used to tickle you all the time?” I ask with a smile. “Your little giggles always brightened my day. You were so cute!” Like every other teenage boy who’s annoyed with his mother, you give me a half shouldered shrug and an eye roll. My left leg stretches out under the table to tease at the inside of your ankle. “Oh, come on. It was fun, remember?”

Tickles You to Orgasm

 

“Stop.” You grumble around a mouthful of food but my toes keep slipping up and up. Tickling at your calves. One and then the other. My right foot joins to slip behind your knees. You start to giggle and I place my elbows on the table around my plate.

“Oh, don’t be like that. It’s so fun to listen to your precious laughter. It makes me miss when you were little.” My toes arch higher and higher to your inner thighs and you start to squirm in your chair.

“Seriously, stop.” You cough a little and I laugh again.

 

Tickling Turns You on

 

“What’s the matter? Doesn’t being tickled feel good?” My toes dig higher and that’s when I feel the reason you want me to stop. Your poor cock is rock hard against Mommy’s foot. I smirk at you as my eyebrows perk up. “Ohhh, I see.” My feet work together to help finish up your little problem while you grit your teeth and close your eyes so tight.”Still, want me to stop?” I ask mockingly.

“No. It’s too late now.” You push back from the table and stand. I see a massive wet stop in the crotch of your jeans where you’ve creamed your pants.

 

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