This man infuriated her at every turn and had since his first day at the Post Office two months ago. He was the bane of her existence, infuriating and...intractable. He was impossible to work with, withheld information until he deemed it relevant, and was constantly criticizing her wardrobe, her hairstyle, and her ability as an FBI agent. So, why was she standing here, fighting to remember to breathe with every syllable that he uttered? Why was his voice making things dark and primitive curl low. It easily broke, freeing his hard cock. It bounced forth and slapped the bottom of my feet. It was such a naughty sight! Slowly, Nick began to fuck the bottoms of my stocking feet. As he progressed, he pushed their soles firmly against his hard member and pumped his aching cock furiously while moaning and grunting. “Damn! I love fucking your stinky pantyhose feet!” he grunted then winked.Suddenly a thought raced through my mind. I’d never done it before and it always had been such a fleeting. He pauses for a moment and pulls back a little before going back in and licking her clit and letting his tongue slide between her lips as he gently swirls his tongue. Suddenly he throws the covers back causing Sophie to jump and he moves to he is kneeling between her legs “Why do you taste like you’ve been fucking?” he asked with a serious tone but also smiling a bit. “Well I blame you because you didn’t come out with me” Sophie replies with a shrug As she was talking Sam was holding her thong. It was a zebra striped tube top with the words “Horny Animal” on the back. I instantly loved it and quickly put it on with my blonde wig again as well as my breast forms and re applying my makeup.I was going to put something more around my ass but decided not to since it was going to come off very soon, so instead I decided on a temporary tattoo that Mom and I had picked up at that adult shop at one of our previous trips. This particular one was special, it had “ ‘s SLUT” with a stencil to put.