She gulped, then turned her head down and said, “I’m sorry I’m not a good cocksucker, Sir. I will get better. I love having you fuck my mouth, I...love how your cock fills my mouth and throat, and makes me gag. Thank you, Sir.”“Good girl,” I said, stroking her hair.She shivered then, apparently pleased that she had pleased me, then bent forward and kissed my feet, and held her position with her forehead on the floor, hands locked behind her.I lifted her up, unlocked her hands, and guided her to. She had the sexiest feet i had ever seen she wore flip flops alot so that was a big turn on her feet always looked so soft, so i became freinds with her i didn't tell her I had a crush on her or that i had a foot tetish. I also played football my senior year (i was the starting fullback). So one friday night after our last game of the season (in which we won)me and a bunch of the other seniors were throwing a party in celebration of the win and most of the senior cherleaders came and shelby was. The only thing that he had not been completely open about was that the date that he had arranged for her was with a black male. Marlon was of West Indian origin. He was much older than John and Ann. They were both twenty-five and he was forty. They were young and inexperienced but he was older and experienced. Marlon had shown photographs of him with other white couples as well as a couple of video clips. He was impressively well-endowed and he was agile in bed. The ladies he had seen being. With that, I drop the receiver and call my wife, Pat, to the phone. As she starts to natter away to her 'friend', I indicate that I'm off to take the dog out for a walk.My knees are trembling in anticipation as I walk up the road to her house. In addition to the excitement, guilty thoughts are rushing through my head, Why do I do this? It's not that I don't love my wife, I do, but ever since we had kids, sex has been pretty much off the agenda, and as a consequence over the years, I'd sought.