Our hands clutched, clawed, tugged at each other. Sophia's gown slipped off her shoulder and I kissed my way down to it.She sighed in my ear. "Yes, ye..., cara mia, my sweet one, yes."I continued my kisses down to the tops of her breasts and the deep, delicious valley in between. With her silken leg running up and down my side, my staff grew stiff. Her hands peeled off my suit jacket while I kissed my way back up to Sophia's face.Our lips locked again as she tugged my shirt out and ran her hands. Michele's dark reinforced nylon toes now rubbed against the salesman'shard penis clearly contoured by the material of his trousers. Brain waslosing control now and he removed Michele's shoe and began rubbingMichele's other nylon encased foot all over his face. Michele heard hismuffled moans."Oh my god, I can't believe this is happening! Your foot smells and feelsso good!" Brian sighedMichele pressed and rubbed her stockinged foot against his erection whileBrian worshiped the other foot pressed. Ok, perhaps a very close-friendship sort of favour, but nothing more. To be fair, Alex was pretty nice about it, and mostly let me live with my illusions, though we both know there was more to it than that. I had become so conditioned that I was already hard.I sat at the head of the bed and placed my pillow on my lap. Alex was pretty particular about how he wanted things, and he had trained me well. He stretched a bit, and dropped his feet on the pillow. "It's nice to get room service like. They were clearly designed to have no panty line becasue the leg holes were a wide band of black lace that disappeared into the crack of her ass on one end and became the side panel that disappeared around the front on the other end."Well," she asked as she looked back at me over her shoulder, "Is it everything you imagined?" What . . . ," I began."Don't think I haven't seen you ogling me these past few years; looking me over like a piece of meat." She wiggled her panty covered ass at me."Well,.
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