She agreed and confirmed that we gonna do the feet session in her house. I could not believe that a lie like that has worked. And the day came.I went ...n her house and she received me with a smile on her face. We have a chat about one hour and she told me about her life and stuff like that, asked me how I became podiatrist, until the time that I asked for her feet to take a look. Her innocent feet in my lap. Dried soles, rough. I immagined her giving me footjob, but just dreams. I told her that. Placing my sweet wet hot pussy onto his cock. I started moving up and down on it slowly as his hands went to my breast and began to pull and squeeze on my hard nipples. I began to rock up and down faster on his cock. His head slamming back on to the couch moaning. I leaned forward and kissed him hard still moving up and down on him. “Do me doggy?” I questioned with a whisper. I then slid off his cock and to the side of him. Bending over the couch my cute tight ass up in the air for him to. I was unable to stop myself from imagining how those lips would feel when they wrap themselves around my penis. When I asked her to turn her attention to the flat screen television to her left, at first she looked puzzled. Then, I pressed the button on the remote control and there it was Miss Vasquez smoking weed behind the janitors’ building. The 18-year-old looked utterly shocked and blood drained from her lovely face. I saw that her body was trembling. I simply smiled and asked her being in. She had also told him that she wanted NO ALIMONY, or OTHER SETTLEMENTS. She had money on her own, and, while NOT rich, was extremely well off. She also invited him to visit at any time. He would always be welcome, and would be afforded benefits as he wished. She had bought a house a few blocks from him that was all she needed, or wanted. Her Father had passed away a few years ago, and left her stocks, bonds, and a fairly nice, (6 figured) bank account. Her last birthday, he had purchased a new.