Hump my foot like a bitch until you come." I release her collar, lean back, and wait. She settles back and tentatively starts rocking on my foot. I c...n hear her pussy lips parting and sliding, kissing my foot as she starts to move a little faster. Feeling bolder, she brings her hands forward and holds the back of my ankle, pressing me hard against her as she fucks herself faster. She looks like such a slut, desperate to come. I unzip my pants and pull my cock free, stroking myself as I watch.. I have to admit, CraigsList is an awesome service. The guy that wanted them had mentioned he was learning deep tissue and shiatsu massage and wanted to get started without putting out alot of money. He wanted to come by the next day and pick them up but he was so close that I told him I would deliver them right after my dinner. He was a little hesitant but agreed after I told him how close I was. I hadn’t planned anything for my dinner so I packed up all my oils and headed out the door figuring. He tried not to stare at Amelie, who was now dressed in tight jeans and a bright red check shirt. They emphasized a mouth-watering bum, a slim waist, and boobs to be reckoned with. “I wasn’t sure which tea to use, so I opted for Darjeeling.” They carried their mugs around with them, as Amelie showed him the rest of the house, and where some things he might need were kept. She showed him the kitchen and asked, “Can you cook?” “Toast. Mum doesn’t trust anyone to do anything else.” She smiled at. It was too late to attend my telephone “office” too. I did manage to pop into the public library, though, just before they closed for the evening at seven.I asked the Librarian, a single young woman in her early twenties, if she knew anything about a film actress called Marcia la Mare.The Librarian had her fair hair tied into a bun, pulled so tight that the skin on her face was squeezed of blood flow and looked like glazed porcelain. I had seen her a number of times but had never spoken to her.