.." I stammered, staring at her outstretched feet, fixated on the undulating line of her pantyhose's seam, clinging to her toes with mathematical prec...sion. I'd never felt this way before, never experienced these feelings that were now rushing through my body like wildfire. I'd never felt so much as a second of attraction to another woman. But now here I was, utterly transfixed by my best friend's slowly writhing, endlessly compelling feet. What was happening to me?I reached forward, unable to. Please ignore spelling mistakes and grammar thing because it’s what’s app chatting, lol.Am not gonna share every detail but her name is Emma (name changed) and from some Arabic country who just turned 18 last month. She is 5’6 height black eyes and always wears a scarf and 38 c boobs size, so you can imagine a girl of 18 years 5’6 height with 38c. We met in the Facebook and talked for a while and played 21 questions (popular game in Us UK Aus other countries) and it ended here, Once again. I'm not doing anything! I can't stop it... I think I need to go to the hospital! It just wont stop!"She bit her lip and looked at your privates, still oozing cum all over your hips and into the pool of almost five gallons of cum sticking to the bed, "Okay, okay! Just... just put on two pairs of - of jeans. Get in the car right away!"A minute later you're doing your best to move in two pairs of jeans, even as your quickly cleaned waist began to wet with cum, your mother was driving furiously. Even though she beat our number 3, since she wasn't one of the Sig's top five, I was probably as good as she was. At least I hoped I was.Macy was the one I was worried about. I was actually afraid of her. She was the roughest of the Sigs. She hit Ronnie so hard the medics wouldn't let her continue. Macy was hit hard by Ronnie's replacement, but it didn't slow her down. She won fast, kept her clothing, and was wearing my unremovable bra. I figured I had the least chance against Macy. I hoped.