I kiss your thigh, leading a path to your foot, kissing and sucking on each toe before I journey back up to your thigh. I take in the sight before me,...your tight pucker is just as tempting to penetrate with my hard shaft as is your wet pussy. However, I maintain my focus, and soon I have worked my way down the other leg and foot, giving it the same attention. Mmm, the thoughts I have. I wonder how those legs would look in stockings and garters? Would you be offended if I used your feet to. Her voice said, ‘It’ll be at my place a week on Thursday – Des makes his farewell appearance this week. We usually go straight from work and have dinner together. Would that suit you?’ I remembered Zena never came home with me on Thursday evenings, so that was why. Thursday 16 April 1970 Colette’s flat was very pleasant, light and airy, comfortable. She could certainly cook, dinner was very tasty. My performance at the bridge table however, was only passable. The girls helped me out while I. Later that night about 9 o clock my phone rang and it was her.. she said she was at meijer by my house and i should go stop an see her.. i got there and she was waiting for me in the car.. she immedatiately told me to get in her car amd come back to her place with her... when we got to her house she tossed me on her couch and immedately got on top of me raipping my clothes off as fast as she could.. she started to kiss my neck and rub my dick untul she got it completely hard.. she then went. "What if he heard all of those?" Why does it matter? It's not like you've declared your undying love for my brother." Shut up!" Molly hissed and my sister burst into laughter.That night, I couldn't sleep. Each time I closed my eyes, the image of Molly's bright blue eyes appeared in front of me. Her face was pleading, her mouth partially opened, and her warm breath caressed my lips. I'd tried countless of time to wash out the image of her beautiful face from my head but each attempt only met.