I can see you twitching as you start to slowly massage my ankles, gently feeling the cold nylon against your hands as you move down to my feet, and wo...k on my toes through my socks. This is sending shocks right into my pussy and we hold a stare. While looking you right in the eye, I slowly start to rub my toes around your hard cock. You jump as I start to feel the thickness of your big cock between my toes. Take my sock off I tell you, as I keep stroking your cock with my foot. Slowly you take. Marty wouldn't have had a chance in the game if he hadn't had position on her. By being behind her, he had access to her neck and face that she didn't have. Her tight, manipulating pussy was playing havoc with him but he responded with light kisses that were just sending her up the wall.He wanted it to last the entire hour. They managed twenty minutes."Please." That's all she said, her voice husky with pleasure. She was there and was politely begging. At that point she was no manipulating. My whole world became your cunt.Rocking your hips, you slapped your folds over my lips, smearing me in your honey, your clit bumping my nose. Harder and faster, using me as a fuck-toy, you bounced on my face, your cunt fucking me into the bed.I wiggled my tongue into your opening, your velvet folds clenching her as you rode me; slamming, grinding, using and fucking me. Then with a howl, you came, flooding my face in your cum-goo, over-filling my mouth with your essence so some ran down my. ”“Well, I didn’t. But she was so certain, so honest ... And so damned perfect...”“Yessir ... Like that. Somebody that popped up and said that it’s possible, likely, almost assured.”“You got my baby girl’s first kiss, most likely, Bill.”“I wish it was mine. She’s like that...”“Bill, you’re entering a really odd universe here. It no longer matters what YOU think. It no longer matters what I think. The only thing that matters is what SHE thinks, and may God have mercy on your soul. And on mine,.