"Love you too. How was he ever going to concentrate on anything with all these thoughts about what she was going to do later? He decided to have lunch...before tackling the chore list again.Around the middle of the afternoon she called again. "Last call for now," she said as he answered the phone. "I have one more errand to run and then I will head home. Just wanted to make sure you are still thinking about my panties!" I sure am! I most definitely am!" Good, see you in a little while. Bye!". “Okay, yeah. We have problems. Guilty. But—” “Had problems, past tense, champ,” Emily interrupted. “I realize this seems sudden for you, but you two haven’t actually really been together in... months? And, I’m not blaming you! She’s gotten weird as hell. But, really. It’s over, between you.” “Did she send you here to tell me that?” Emily looked agitated. “Fuck. No, she didn’t. She’s caught up in her own little oppressed feminist reality where you’re the bad guy, and I know most of it, fuck. "Take off my socks and rub my feet until I tell you otherwise." "Excuse me", I said. She told me again and I did as she asked. I removed her socks only to reveal her beautiful french pedicure to match her lovely french manicure. I began to rub and after about 5 minutes she told me to kiss them. I had never done anything like this before and had never even heard about feet worshiping but I proceeded to do so and before I knew it I had her big toe from her right foot shoved all the way in my. . My Goddess Janelle settled Her glorious ass on my face, and I was immediately covered with the thick, steaming cock-slime of Her lovers, well blended with her own delicious pussy-nectar. My tongue slid into Her wide open pussy and the flood of savory sperm that flooded into my mouth made me moan and squeal into Her oozing hole.She began to grind Her hips, rubbing Herself on my chin and nose and probing tongue, and I arched my back, thrusting my little dick into the air, ignoring the burning.