” Lynn continued, “I thought there was almost nothing in the world better than feeling his finger up my rear. I just gush cum. But then when wh...n he replaces his finger with his tongue, I go totally ape shit. He’ll first wiggle it around my opening and then thrust it in and out over and over. It feels so good that I have the biggest climaxes you could ever imagine. Really, mom, I am telling the truth. I wish he could show you how good it feels.”Beth caught her breath at that suggestion,. “Jim? Poor man! Ever sincehis accident, well, everything below the waist…is a waste. He can’t getit up anymore! He tries to please me, but….well…you know, a woman hasneeds too!.” By now her middle finger had separated her lips and wasburied deep in her gash. “Would you like a closer look?”Completely mesmerized by the scene before me, I nodded imperceptively,my shorts tenting painfully, my mind racing, trying to understand whatwas unfolding in front of me.She pulled the finger from her pussy,. Then she told us how she works 9hrs a day barefoot in her flats (the flats she was wearing!) and that she that she'd understand if her feet weren't appealing. ugh. I begin salivating I'm sure while defending the foot fetish thereby proclaiming mine. My eyes completely mesmerized by her barefeet in front of me as I resist the urges to drop to my knees and pounce on them and do every delicious act of foot fetishism that she brought up. I had to even admit that I like the scent of a woman's feet. His light, loving touch was obviously causing Heidi considerable delight. Tim cupped Heidi’s buttocks in his hands, pulled her against him, and their lips joined, pouring fuel on the fires of passion already flaming inside both of them. Heidi’s arms wrapped around Tim and she hugged him while her hips rocked forward, seeking more contact with him. Her stiff nipples teased his chest. He picked her off her feet and laid her on the bed. Tim shed what remained of his clothes and joined Heidi,.