Mommy’s foot boy

Story Script:

ACTOR1: You're awfully quiet tonight, sweetie. Is something on your mind?

ACTOR2: N-no, mom. Just... tired.

ACTOR1: Are you sure? You keep staring at the floor. Or... perhaps you're staring at something else?

ACTOR2: I'm not staring at anything.

ACTOR1: Hmm. My feet are so sore from work today. These pantyhose feel so tight.

ACTOR2: Mom, please...

ACTOR1: What's the matter? Does the way my foot bobs up and down bother you? Or is it when I wiggle my toes like this?

ACTOR2: God, stop it. You know what you're doing.

ACTOR1: I'm just stretching. Feel how smooth the nylon is. It’s practically sheer. You can see every detail.

ACTOR2: I can't... I'm gonna explode in my pants if you don't stop. It's so fucking wrong.

ACTOR1: It's only wrong if you think it is. Look at my arch. Look how my toes curl. Do you want to touch?

ACTOR2: Yes. Fuck, yes. I want to rub your feet. I want to feel your nylon-covered toes on my cock.

ACTOR1: Then come here. Let mommy take care of that big, hard problem for you. Put it right here, between my soles.

ACTOR2: Oh god... your feet feel incredible. The pressure... I can't hold back.

ACTOR1: Don't hold back. Let it go. Show me how much you love mommy's feet.