’ she replied. ‘Talk to him from here. It’s perfect. You’re way up here, towering over him. Tell him you want to stay in the city, and that’... fucking final.’ I could see she like the idea. Something about my being there emboldened her, and she went to the window. She was about to roll the blind up, but I stopped her. ‘No.’ I said, ‘leave the blind down.’ She wasn’t sure what I was up to, but went under the blind to call down to Tony. From his point of view, with her standing in from the of the. As we drove we laughed and joked about her boots call, I joked that it would be a completion between her and my wife as to who would get the best fucking tonight. She laughed and told me that the reason she was going home was because my wife had mentioned that she wanted to fuck me and that she didn’t want to sleep over and get in the way. WowAs we talked and drove I could feel myself getting stiff again. I was wearing loose fit cotton shorts with no underwear so it was free to rise up. Sophie lowered herself heavily into the seat of her car, her shopping safely in the car and closed the door. It was tough, being surrounded by food, being so hungry and not being able to eat any of it. She reached into a bag on the passenger seat and pulled out a large chocolate cake. Her stomach rumbled loudly as she removed the packaging, the smell reaching her nose. Right now, it seemed as though it was the best smelling cake she’d ever had. ‘I need some comfort food,’ She said to herself,. She continued to rub me throughout, and I had to have had one of the most intense orgasms of my life. At one point, I felt my climax dying down, but then I looked down to see some of that white stuff on her toes, and the stuff collected around her big toenail, which was longish, and seeped under her toenail. For some reason, the sight of that gave me another intense wave of pleasure during my orgasm. I must have spasmed at least 15 times under those feet as Margie stroked me. At the end, Margie.