” “What did you do the rest of Sunday, since the plane didn’t leave until 5:00?” “We, I, uh,” she started to stammer, then collected her t...oughts so she could go on, “We had about four hours after I checked out of the hotel until I needed to be at the airport, so Mike took me to his house on Lake Washington. He has an absolutely beautiful home overlooking the lake that he designed and had built. He showed me his boat, his landscaping around the outside of the house, he even has a small pool.. ” It took a while to figure it all out of course. Most gurls know the story – discovering dad’s girly magazines, the fascination, the urge not just to look at, but to look like those beautiful women. The first foray into mom’s or s****r’s closet. The breathless thrill of slipping into your first pantyhose or bra, the first touch of lipstick, the first pair of heels, most of all the first time you saw yourself in the mirror and realized the pretty thing looking back at you was the real you.. And so, I start at your feet, and even though you don’t like them, I wrap them in my hands and slowly knead the flesh watching your eyes and mouth as you arch your back in that ‘oh, that hurts sooo good’ feeling. Running and kneading your feet I follow onto your toes and gently but sometimes roughly squeeze and pull on them alternating to each foot, letting no part of your flesh go untouched. As you watch me, you know I’m looking at your eyes but I’m also looking at your pussy, and you know. . Ahhhh!I can see myself getting so close to cumming and part of my bodily functions have stopped working as my brain's attention is all on the sensations circling my cock. I am literally dribbling over her body, my hand even tighter on her hips and throat, my saliva running all over her bellybutton. I keep pushing my cock harder and harder on the side of her cunt, feeling her wall pushing back as I really drill her. I can't control myself and start slapping her face while I keep moaning:-.