.. in New Orleans ... in the French Quarter ... at 3AM ... by herself. Daddy was sleeping the sleep of the very well sucked and fucked but Megs was re...tless.She wasn’t alone on the street. This is New Orleans ... The French Quarter never stops.The Silk was just a couple of blocks from Jackson Square and there were benches there.She didn’t see any signs saying she couldn’t sit if she wanted ... so she did. New Orleans unescorted is a great place to disappear. Several not very nice people were. Jimmy said "there you go buddy! Fuck those feet!" I looked at Wendy again and her smile was bigger and she nodded at me while placing a foot on each side of my cock. I grabbed her feet in my hands and squeezed them tightly around my cock. I was fucking the space between her feet. I was in heaven! Seeing those gorgeous feet wrapped around my cock made me almost forget that anybody else was in the room. It wasn't long before I was ready to cum. I looked at Wendy and said, " I want to cum all. I sighed in relief and Mom smiled again, reading the sound as eager anticipation. She opened her mouth.And I filled it.I should have known, should have prepared myself: the sensations almost knocked me off my feet. I would have fallen had my knees not hit the edge of the bed. As it were, my cock simply slid deep into Mom’s mouth on the first thrust whereas I had meant to introduce myself gently. After regaining my balance, I pulled back and barely stopped myself from saying, ‘sorry.’I gently. “Now start writing.” It wasn’t easy to write on the silky panties, but Jodi eventually got her name and phone number down. Tom checked to make sure she wrote the correct number, then headed for the door. “Let’s go,” he said. Jodi followed closely behind, her pussy pulsing. She could hardly wait to see what else was in store. Tom took her to his car and they got inside. “You sure you want this?” he asked. She didn’t answer, just nodded yes. “Okay,” he said, pulling out onto the street. “Let’s.