She gave me head while Jane watched, smiling. “What does he do to your feet?” Jane asked Mary. Mary said, “Watch and I will show you...” She started rubbing her sexy feet on my body. I laid down as she rubbed her feet on my chest. She rubbed my nipple with her toes. Then, she brought her feet to my face and put her toes right over my lips. She knew that I would suck them, and I did. Lying on my back, I sucked her toes and passionately, and licked the soles of her lovely. "What's your name honey?" he asked."Michele," I replied demurely pulling down the hem and straightening my skirt."Well Bobby is going to spend some time with you as soon as he can honey," he looked over at Steve."Thanks mate; see you later hey?" No worries Bobby, hang in there pal," Steve replied and grabbed my wrist again."Come on Michele; get a fucking wriggle on, we got a schedule to keep if you want to look nice for Angie," he grinned and carried on dragging me down the lower corridor of F. Her blonde hair flowed about her face accenting her deep green eyes. The work was hard and the clients were cheap when it came to tips, so she started looking outside town as soon as she could. The club she applied at had a large clientele of prominent patrons who were polite and tipped well. After working there for a couple of weeks she noticed a handsome gentleman who always ate alone. Being short staffed on night, she had the opportunity to wait on him. His name was John and he was tall. Idiot! Why? Why did you have to say that. Stacy is still shaking with an uncomfortably horny urge to cum. She can't help but feel frustrated and betrayed; more with herself than anyone else. "Oh don't worry Stacy. You are such a good girl. I'm really glad we had a chance to talk tonight," Cara praises, putting her lavish shoe back on. "In fact, I will arrange for Becca to be available to you all night tomorrow. Is that suitable to you?" Stacy still can't bear to look at the woman who seems to.