It felt real. Her soft lips on my skin and the slight stickinessfrom her lip gloss; it all felt real. The bright lights were comingfrom the store fron... windows in the mall. It looked busy, like a Fridayor Saturday night crowd.As I continued to survey my surroundings, I felt myself being pulledinto a store. Emily had this huge smile on her face. I'd never seen herso happy before. I started to feel happy for her; smiling, happy to befree from the prison that is her foot. It had all been a dream!. Without warning, she thrust her finger in my rosebud. I grunted and groaned and she pushed in further. She twisted her finger around, like she was trying to dig the final pickle out of a jar.“You’re really tight. My husband will like that. He’ll enjoy you,” she said smugly. She withdrew her finger, and before I could relax a bit, replaced it with something else. It felt warm, and wet. “I’m giving you two fleet enemas. Normally, I’d give you a soapy water one, but my water bag burst from. “You want to feel my mouth on your pussy don’t you?" I felt a rush of adrenaline as she said this and put her hand on my knee. "You ache for it.” All I could do was nod awkwardly! I was kind of terrified it would mess up our friendship, sharing my body with her that way. But, right now I didn’t even care. “Do you trust me?” She asked calmly, a hungry look in her eye. I nodded again as I felt her hand slowly climb up inside my thigh, caressing gently. I jumped a little. She crawled up under my. He knows she loves it when he spoke with a dominant voice.Sid’s lips are suddenly on hers. She kisses him back without hesitation. He runs his hands up her body and he adds passion to their kiss. Her hands are in his hair and he forces his tongue into her mouth. He explores it with lust as he moves his hands down to her thighs.“Up,” he commands. She jumps, wrapping her legs around his torso as he holds her there with his strong arms.Sid walks them back to the bedroom, slamming the door with a.