’ ‘I told you this would be relaxing.’ I’m grinning ear to ear. ‘It’s great, keep going.’ I gently pat her foot and reach for the other,...trying to remember how I had started. Yes, beneath the toes first. I get lost in the circles, the feeling of skin on skin, the incredible joy of touching another human being, a living, sentient, intelligent, curious, wonderful being like me. How many steps had she taken in these feet, where had they taken her? How many times had they carried her in a playful. ?Oh fuck yes!? Missy cried. It felt so good, so wonderful. Both of her holes were full, and Edna had grabbed and was playing with her breasts. She was even sucking on her nipples. Pleasure raced through her body. She felt her nipples harden again, and her clitoris felt enormous. Anne-Marie began to thrust in and out of Missy’s bottom. Missy could feel the dildo drag over her tissues, rubbing against the dildo buried in her vagina. She twitched and rubbed against Edna’s groin, trying to. She lived in a refurnished old housing commission house, they had been built back in the 60's to house the workers of the factories that were in the area, factories that no longer existed. Some of the houses, like the one she lived in had been updated, others were exactly the same as when they were erected and the employment that had accommodated all the residents was now so bad that almost one in three were out of work. She fussed around, continually smiling and he did wonder what her game was. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was. If this continued, she was going to cum without him even touching her! How did he do this to her? It was time to get even. She ran her hands up her body losing herself in the sensation of her own softness. She knew actually getting off on it would turn him on far more than pretending ever could. The feeling of his eyes devouring every movement made every sensation even more intense. She tweaked her nipples, rolling them in her fingers and pinching.