“Thank you,” she said, and pecked me on the cheek before slumping down on her bed. “Let me see your ankle,” I said. “Nope,” she shook ...er head, her eyes twinkling mischievously. “Why not?” “I think I know what you want to see.” Her hands slid under the hem of her t-shirt, stayed there for a second, and then pulled it up slowly, revealing a lack of panties and something more. I was impressed with what she had shown me, especially her wet pussy, but at the same time, I felt cheated. All. Her other leg moved suddenly and she held her pink-socked toes mere inches from the tip of my cock. A slight wriggle of her toes and her toes came into contact. A shiver ran up my body and I tried to conceal it from the younger sister of my fiancée. I felt my cock lurch as she dragged her big toe down my cock, and then pulled it away.She cleared her through and nudged the toe of her other foot against my nose. The smell again fully engulfed my senses and my cock lurched again. I could have. I was in a short red dress, my wavy dark hair was down and I was in black heels. Every guy in the room has been eyeing me since I walked in, but I wanted her. She's gorgeous. 5'2, long tan legs, muscular from years of volleyball and softball. Her hair, usually down, was a dirty blonde color which made her blue eyes stand out. Her chest had to be close to a 36d, which was the perfect size. Her bubble butt was perfect. I just wanted to rest my hands on it. She was the sweetest girl. Everyone knew. How many did Isay would earn you a release from your chastity cage?Him: Fifty, mommy. Fifty.Me: I don't know what to say. I am just so angry with you. I may justhave to increase it to a hundred!Him: No! Please! I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you!Me: You can start by kissing mommy's feet. (I dangle my feet in front ofhim.) Remember, hands behind your back dear.My sissy son leans forward, his tongue sticking out. I know he enjoysthis almost as much as he enjoys getting his boy pussy fucked..