"Jean, please leave the stocking on, can I just kiss your feet and smell them."And she laughed, but not in a mocking w ay, "Is that it, just smell my ...eet? Well I'm sure they probably smell a bit stinky after being in my boots all morning. I wouldn't want to smell them, and I can't imagine why you would want to kiss them, but yes, you can if you like."This was it, the dream becoming real. My cock jerked violently when she said this, and she sounded so incredibly soft and understanding. Then she. My knees felt weak as Jenna gripped my hips for support, moaning around the meat in her mouth and sending more agonising shivers through my body. My hips jerked forward and I instinctively pulled myself deeper inside her, feeling her mouth close around me. There was another muffled moan as Jenna sucked me harder. I groaned a primal noise as I encouraged her. I used her hair for leverage. I pushed her away, her tongue trailing along my shaft, and I pulled her back onto me as my cock pushed. After all Mom and the Principle had blackmailed the other three women into cooperating with me.I took a video of her undressing and left it running. I then took still pictures from all sides from far and from close, to really, really close, I had her lay down and spread her legs, then hold her pussy lips open for me. I got great shots of her face, her breasts flattened out on her chest, and of her holding her own pussy open for me.Then I took pictures of my cock kissing her open pussy and then. I slowly pulled the zipper down until her dress was completely open, and then used my right arm to pull it off her left shoulder. I soon had her dress down around her waist, other than a frilly black bra, the top half of her body was naked. I started working on the clasp of her bra. Damn. I have always had trouble with working a bra clasp. I swear that bra manufacturers put some kind of Braille padlock on there. She let me fumble around with it for a few seconds, then laughed and reached behind.