Do you wish that?" Aubrey looked again at hisfeet and a tear rolled down his cheek. "No, Miss Maple." Aubrey gave her one more imploring look, however... but Miss Maple was implacable.He slowly pulled off his undershirt, and stepped out of his shorts, tryinghard to keep his hands in front of his crotch so Sadie couldn't see anything,but it wasn't that easy for him. In undressing, he seemed to forget his socks and garters, but he was certainlynaked enough…in a way, Sadie thought the socks and. I decided that thirty would be a nice, safe guess, but at the last second I added a couple of years for reality."I don't know, maybe thirty-two?"She smiled at me, and I felt immediate relief. "Not bad. You're being nice I know, but I'll accept that as an honest answer. Actually I'm thirty-six. So, am I younger than your mother?"Talking about my mother with Judy, with me sitting there almost naked and semi-erect, was just one more uncomfortable moment that Judy seemed to delight in causing. "Oh,. He didn't mind the taste of his own cock, but kissing was the last thing on his mind at the moment. She raked her nails down his chest, just hard enough to sting, keeping her eyes on his as she rocked in his lap. "I think I could get off like this, what do you think pet?" "Please Mistress." "Please Mistress...what?" she prompted with a lazy grin, knowing how he reluctant he usually was to tell her what he wanted directly. Quinn arched his hips, the tip of his cock hitting her clit spot on and. All he knew is that everything about his daughter beckoned him like the call of a siren, luring him in, making him crave, demand, lust for more.This couldn’t go on, he knew. With any luck, Alley would never know what happened, and he could never tell her. Then he thought about the cum all over her feet. What’s she going to think when she wakes up and her toes are sticking together? he thought frantically. What’s she going to think when she smells cum on the air and on her feet, and she’s.