At first he would just brush against it. By the end he was shamelessly dry humping my fooot. I felt disgusted. My cock was rock solid. And this guy is...fucking my foot. What the hell am I doing here? Then I felt his hand sliding up my inner thigh and his finger tip jabbed my asshole. This time I didn't see a point clenching. His hands felt amazing. His hands sensing I've stopped fighting it proceeded to massage from my ass to almost my balls. I don't consider myself gay or bi, but holy crap that. ~I asked a question, Derek continued after a pause, ~and if neither of you can answer I can go to the local brothel and ask your mother.~"Master, it is not possible..." the older of the two started.Derek cut him off, ~Bring the real master here in two hours with our money, or his name will be spoken with contempt as a man of no honour by the eunuchs in every bazaar from here to the holy city of Mecca.~Without another word the two visitors rose and left."What did you say to them?" asked. The guy looked at her with admiration and said Ana had the prettiest feet he had seen in his life... I could see he was not lying, since his cock had really grown up even more with excitement. He started off with some vigorous licking and sucking of Ana’s feet. He was really enjoying it as he was moaning with pleasure. We were both stroking our dicks as he was doing it. When he was done with the licking, he got Anita’s feet between his dick and started stroking it. He started slowly and then. I believe there is more to being a human being than just the biochemical and electrical processes which we observe, and I believe there is more to the universe than quantum physics allows us to postulate. I don’t know what those things are, so I call myself an agnostic.”“Greek for ‘no knowledge’.”“So you DID pay attention, at least somewhat!” I chuckled.“That was actually from philosophy class, not religion. We had a Jesuit priest who taught our two philosophy classes, and he was really good..