Caroline was instructed toposition himself so his head was looking directly down as hisstepmothers nylon covered pink painted toes."Hump that shoe gir...y girl." said Mrs. Monet. "May I kiss your toesstepmother dearest?" meekly asked Caroline. "No, you've been a badgirl, maybe later" laughed Rita as she tweaked his nose with the bottomof toes. Caroline could smell the perfume and leather as he gazed ather toes that she kept spreading. Caroline humped her stepmother's highheel faster and faster. I gently blow on her pussy as I trace the outline of her G string covering her sweet cunt. Slowly I pull the red fabric to the side and lick all around touching her lips slightly then moving away. Coming back to the top of her opening I use my chin to press in and slid down as my nose follows. God dose she smell so good. Looking up at her briefly to gage her reactions I smile slightly as I see her eyes closed tight and she's clinched her teeth. Wondering how much more of this teasing I could do. I looked nervously around the room, and by doing so unwittingly communicated to him I was thinking about it. He smiled. I had never so much as looked at another guy in public, and I was scared. This was a high-risk setting, and it only took a moment's thought to understand that was her intent. But even as I considered doing as she wished, I was paralyzed by fear.'Let's go.'The patience was gone. It was an order, and again I found it offensive for him to tell me what to do. But nonetheless I. They pretty much dominated my entireview."So you're really going to go through with this?" I asked, looking upswiftly again as my eye caught a lot of bare clevage. "This night clubthing?" You ask as though it's not a fantastic idea!" Melinda beamed at me,swerving to avoid hitting a semi that she'd been gaining on."I can go to a night club as a boy, you know," I muttered. I would havenever even thought about going to a nightclub as a boy, truth be told. Butgiven the circumstances, I was willing.