' Through the years, it had developed into a tender tradition for him to spend a few moments with his wife before leaving for work.As he walked into t...e kitchen Jan glanced up, her eyes brought back fond memories. It had been their brightness that attracted him all those years ago and until recently had made his heart sing almost every day since.He paused across the table from her to say the same words he'd repeated every morning for the umpteen years they'd been married. But since her eyes. His lips against the soles of my feet are slow and delicious. The soft wet contrast of his tongue teasing and dancing over the sensitive skin is contrasted by the roughness of his stubble. He lets his tongue trail over the soles and tops of my feet in languorous strokes and sucks softly on my toes one by one as I lay back and smile into his eyes. I moan as he begins to trace my calf with his lips progressing inevitably downwards to my core. I can feel myself opening and getting wet at the. Mac, at almost 40 was a good looking guy. 6'4, 200 pounds, well muscled and tanned, short dark hair and shaved clean, he was someone easily trusted at first sight. Cody his current slave, was much younger, just 22. At just under 6 feet, he was a clean, tight bodied athletic 180 pounds. Cody had these warm soft brown eyes and a really cute mouth. His body was naturally smooth, so there was no reason for Mac to have to shave him, and he decided to let the kid keep his soft light brown,. Few could boast Mother and Father still married, and children that understand them both. They still seemed destined to make all the mistakes of the young that my wife and I had gone through. My son was quiet and reserved, much like how I had been at his age. My daughter is quite the opposite. Outgoing and engaging in conversation, she's always on top of whatever is going on, and she can handle herself when it comes to boys.My time is running short. I will explain as quickly as I can. I need.