It was Saturday morning and Ann had just finished her shower and I had just finished my coffee when the doorbell rang. When I answered the door I was ...tunned to see Todd standing there."Hi, Mr. Lewis. How you doing" asked Todd."Come on in," I replied.As I closed the door, he asked, "Where's Mrs. Lewis?" Uh, she's upstairs in our room," I said.He turned and walked upstairs, located our room and walked right in. I was right behind him and watched him walk into the dressing area where Ann stood. It was Amber, wearing her powder blue baby doll and a pair of fuzzypink slippers, an apron tied around her thin waist. Tyler looked over atthe digital clock on the wall - 07:49, it said. His session with Amber'svibrator had rendered him out cold for a solid five hours."Mornin', Violet," Amber sang. "Sorry to wake you up, but I'm starvin'over here, if we're bein' honest. You should probably be up, anyway. Bigday comin' up. And I know you wanted to talk to Jackson again, and she'susually more. “hush now, basanti spread the buttocks of madam and sniffed like a squirrel,I don’t know but she seemed mad to me.your mama seemed to be liking it. then your mama did the same to her and later she stuck her finger into her butthole”my mouth was dry now.“they both sniffed each other fingers and seemed to like it.after that the both disrobed and played each other milky banks”“what are milky banks maya………….?”“ha ha h a baba u really want to see them?”“no ….” I stammered. resting my gaze on the. In fact this is how I met my husband, he was attracted to my dangling shoes and stocking feet and he admitted it right off the bat. That’s why I married him. I admired his honesty and forthrightness. My husband and I lived a happy and fulfilled life, having and raising a son. And then it ended abruptly…when he was killed in a farming accident! Tommy was eleven then. Growing up I noticed he had a lot of his father’s traits, especially his fetish for stocking feet. I always saw him looking at my.