My heel spreads your legs a bit wider as it travels up the inside of your thigh and then I pause for a moment....and another moment...and still anothe... moment. The flat forward edge of my heel is pressed against your testicles, which have drawn up tight as if in anticipation of what may befall them. You feel as if a century has passed before I finally lower my foot to a point where the sole of my shoe just lightly brushes your nose. You continue to lie still as your fight-or-flight instinct. I still had to use the stairs because I didn’t want have the doors open and be seen naked by anyone. This is one of the hardest things I have to do.I got out of the car and headed for the stair way. I made it there and went up to the office. Just as I opened the door, Jeni met me saying, “Hurry up cunt, I need my pussy clean. Your brother really knows how to fuck and it seems he never runs out of cum.”She led me to my office where Kim and Ron were on the floor fucking. I never knew people could. Grace had only met Cliff once and his anger scared her. Pulling his t-shirt over his head, he undid his belt. “Get outta that dress”. Grace stood and unbuttoned her dress and laid it over the chair. “Bra!” Reaching down between the cups, she snapped it loose and tossed it on her dress. Her hard nippled breasts sprung free. Cliff’s pants hit the floor and his already hard cock sprung free. He threw his jeans in the corner and walked to Grace. He grabbed her hair “On your knees!” Grace dropped. She turned and whispered, ”You still haven't shown me your thing, and I dared you.Jamie looked to his mom and dad in the front seat. Neither seemed to be paying attention to the twins. He looked back at his sister and shook his head. Pointing to his parents for an excuse.Janie frowned at him and said, "You're just chicken, now I won't show you mine.”Jamie didn't like being called chicken. He looked at his sister, then at his mom. He made his mind up. He wasn't a chicken. Alarming his sister he.