Chloe laughed richly. With a quick glance at Katrina, who was making no move to help me, my daughter added: ‘Momma needs a lesson, Momma needs to le...rn her place!’ Then she turned partly back towards my lover, and in a harsher tone, with a crisp note of absolute command that I had never heard from her before, she added: ‘… doesn’t she, Katrina-fuck, you slutty cunt? Doesn’t the bitch need a lesson, my pussy-slave?’And then my final shock was the greatest of them all, for my partner, a handsome. It must be terrible having to lay there and smell them so close to your face like that, isn't it?" I was busted now. Even at my young age I knew she was no dummy, so I decided to go for broke. "Well actually," I began sheepishly, "I have noticed that your feet do smell, but I kind of like the scent of them." She laughed and said, "You mean all the time you lay down there you've been enjoying smelling my tired old feet?" Remember friends, all this time her foot was still resting on my lips.. I pulled my pants down to my ankles and started whacking off right then and there. We were sitting close to each other and he leaned over and put some baby oil on my cock. He said it would make it easier to cum that way. After he put on a few drops, he took my cock in his hand and rubbed the oil all over it, making it slippery! It felt so good him doing that but it did make me jump a little at first. He rubbed a little more over my ball sack and then told me to go ahead and play with myself. We. She put them down anddisappeared again, only to reappear moments later with an extensive makeupkit. I felt small and helpless as she sat me up and began painting my facewith a smile that could only be described as victorious. She delicatelyapplied blusher and lipstick, and then decorated my eyes with mascara andliner. Though my body was regaining its feeling rapidly now, I still feltlike a limp doll as she stood me up and began dressing me in her feminineattire. I watched through.