Damned it! Size did matter. He was the son of his father, alright. He actually fucked me with a vengeance."Wow! My God! Yes, yes. Shit. Arnie, you son...of a....." I was back to my old self, that bitch of eighteen years ago! Arnie made my pussy sloshing with my juice in no time. I was moaning and breathing so hard that I was almost out of breath. I cummed harder than I ever did in my entire marriage life. I imagined Arnie also got the biggest orgasm in his life.After a few days Arnie figured out. Alexia felt herself being washed but was too weak to barely move or talk, so she just let whatever was happening continue. Her eyes caught her brother’s sparkling ones and she smiled weakly. He reached behind her and turned the water off. Picking her up, Chris stepped out of the shower pulled his large towel off the door and wrapped it around her. He walked over to the foot of his bed and laid her down. He took his time drying her off, first her hair then her body. After drying himself off he. True to her word she dressed in simple clothing, though she didn’t see much of him. He kept to himself for the most part, locked away in his room expressing himself through his art, lost in his own thoughts as he turned over in his mind what she had said.He had seen many, many women like Cassandra in porn but had assumed that they were rare in the real world. Thinking on her words, about them being common made him wonder about his friends and who among them might be packing.He sighed a little. After a little while Ms. Diane took hold of one foot, and Ms. Heathertook hold of the other, and they began to work on my feet with a passion.Calluses were removed, cuticles were pushed back, my nails were trimmedand shaped and any ridges were buffed out. Then my feet were given aparaffin dip, and when the wax hardened it was peeled of, leaving behinda pair of soft, white feet. My nails were cleaned one more time, andthen Ms. Heather (my daughter) began to apply a deep read polish to eachtoe..