"I suppose" I replied, trying to act like I wasn't paying attention and continued to watch the game on TV. Want to rub them, I see you rub mom's feet...."No I say" trying my best to ignore her feet touching my now swollen cock though my shorts" Yeah you do, like my feet, lick my feet little brother". She was laughing and smiling enjoying teasing me with her sexy feet and body. Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want to lick my feet. I could not look into her beautiful blue eyes or I would. You watch them as they walk off, both are slim with firm bottoms, long legs and supple bodies, the one that made the comment is taller with long blonde hair and full pouting lips, when she turned you noticed her breasts were large and firm the nipples a dark brown jutting out of the aureoles. The other woman is slightly shorter though no less attractive with dark brown hair, her breasts aren’t as large but you’re shocked to notice her aureoles are very dark almost black and her nipples are. I’m not sure how many miles it was but it took me about 30 minutes to walk home. I think I’ve actually ran one time and made it in 15. So here I was, walking down a pretty busy street when a car rolls up next to me. The guy rolls down his window and asks me if I wanted a ride. At first glance, I thought he was my coach from middle school. It was a hot day so I hopped in. But when I sat down, I got a closer look and realized it wasn’t him. Nervous and on the verge of panic, I calmly buckled up. She placed the dish on the table and as they enjoyed their meal, he poured them each a glass of wine. It was a tasty vintage. As they enjoyed the meal and cleaned their plates they didn’t need to speak, their looks at one another were enough to let the other know exactly what was on the others mind. When they finished the meal and did up the dishes they took their wine to sit in front of the fire. There was soft slow music playing on the stereo and candles had been lit. As they sat in front of.