Position Four, one of Stewart’s favorites.Here, he was truly hers. It was uncomfortable, yes, holding himself up like this for as long as she wanted... But he loved it. Having her soft feet and expensive heels on his skin was a fucking blessing, and he knew it, and he craved it. Being her footrest was one of the only times he was allowed to touch her feet without needing to earn it, and he loved it.Was it strange of him to have such a fetish? To be obsessed with petite, pretty feet and fancy. "It's fine!" Mrs. Kotis said. "Just follow me!" she said adventurously as she playfully ran to her bathroom. She opened the door for me, and I went in. It was a marvelous bathroom. Large mirror, glass shower, bathtub, it was cute and away from the party. So were Mrs. Kotis and I.*click*I thought I had heard a lock, but Mrs. Kotis handed me a purple hair dryer and I ignored it. "Ugh. Thank you! These are my favorite shorts!" I grinned wide."Mhmm. And there's a room around the corner if you want. Lucy eased her fingers inside Katie’s very wet vagina and as she played with her taut clit so she brought Katie to an orgasm. She kept playing with Katie’s taut clit, thinking, wickedly, that now Katie had cum that she wouldn’t be so aroused for her spanking. Once she heard Katie recover she ordered, “Right, girl, there is now your spanking to give you.”Katie gasped as she assumed that with her orgasm the spanking would be avoided, but realised immediately that she was wrong. She was all too. I heard more whispering and some rustling and never heard the door close. I figured she was up to something again. Half an hour later she came down the stais with just a loose fitting shirt of mine and nothing else. I asked why she changed. She said we got the other clothes all messed up. I knew it. She just got through screwing that k**s brains out. I laughed and said com here. she tip toed over and I laid her on the table and she spread her legs exposing a freshly fucked pair of pussy lips.