Well my shoes don’t smell that much. You wanna smell my feet?”i couldn’t believe what i just heard. she asked if i wanted to smell h...r feet.“sure. but we have to be quiet so we don’t wake my sister.” i told her“ok lets go in on your couch.”so we quitely walk in and sit on opposite ends on the couch. she slowly brings her feet up and place them in my lap. i layed down and put both feet on my face and started smell her feet with her tight ankle. I peered at her lovely legs, her tot thighs, knee's unblemished, calf's silky smooth. There must have been a look of frustration on my face which brought her to a giggle.Just as I was about to give up all hope, A wicked smile fell across her face and just like the gates of heaven opening to allow a saint in. Her thighs un-crossed and slowly open for me, my prick throbbed immediately and my mouth fell open as I saw her neatly trimmed naked pussy.Her pussy lips swollen and moist, glistening as. She doubles back to get her umbrella. Noticing Megan's car was still parked in the driveway, she entered the house saying "Hello". Bill and the kíds were already long gone. Making her way upstairs she hears the television. She senses the worst as she climbs closer to the Thorn's bedroom. She can clearly hear the sound of women moaning. The door was cracked open and Hanna quietly peeked through. Megan was on the floor leaning against the bed and breathing heavily. It was dark, all the curtains. He does it for the money."Spook seemed to go off on a tangent. Do you recall, when first we began talking and you had to flee your residence because of me, that I offered my gratitude to you for having the opportunity to help you?"Yes," I typed. "You said something about it had given you a purpose for the first time, a reason for being alive I think you meant, and I remember you asked whether you might also have other purposes."That is incomplete, he corrected me. I also said that, although it.