Melanie was wearing a long, light blue dress and David was decked out in a black tuxedo. The theatre was filled to capacity when they arrived, and Mel...nie met quite a few people she knew from her earlier career. Strangely, at least to her, most of them greeted her friendly, genuinely happy to see her.Inside, in the foyer, they met Josh and Judy, both in evening clothes, and a fidgeting Danielle who was wearing a dress for the first time in David's recollection.Walking towards their seats,. “I know you want to kiss my toes. Ask nicely.” God, I didn’t want to do that, did I? I did want to please her… “Can I kiss your toes?” “You can do better than that. Say please.” “Please may I kiss your toes.” Now all of me, weirdly, really wanted to. She smiled and lifted her foot up. I watched, like life was in slow motion, as her big toe got closer and closer. I was getting close to a line I’d never even thought about crossing, hell, didn’t know existed. Maybe it was more of a cliff. She. ” darr hai kahi tumhari choot phat na jaye. Waise Badi wali main mera aaram se jayega.” “Haye nahi phategi, mujhe hi chodiye.” Wah utawalepan se boli tu main kaha, “baat yah hai meri jaan ki main sookhi choot chodta hoon, tel ya cream lagakar nahi. Tumhari choot chhoti hai par tumhari jethani ki aurat wali hogi.” “haye sookhi hi chodiye. Phatne dijiye.” “ek baat aur main nangi karke chodta hoon.” “rukiye main saare kapde utaar deti hoon.” Ab mujhe yakeen ho gaya tha ki Chhoti Bahu mere maze ko. Harriet looked in the hallway mirror and saw that her make-up was in perfect order and that her hair was looking neat and proper in the up position wrapped in a tight bun on the top of her head. Her tits were a disaster because she decided not to wear a bra and the sort of flopped about a bit when she walked and tended to jut out drastically whenever she bent over or reached up to get something from the top shelf. It was almost impossible to check out her bum but she felt reasonably safe about.