" as I gently kissed her, continuing, "Mmmm, OK?"She put her arms around me, saying, "Steve, love, of course!" and then gave me a warm kiss.A few minu...es later, our clothes were on the chair, we were in bed, and we became lost in each other. Finally, we had time for me to give Sandy the thorough washing in the shower that I owed her; naturally, I was washed equally thoroughly and lovingly.As I started to dress, Sandy said, "We're starting tonight. Dress nicely, because I'm taking you to Kaal. They were Shiann's. She was a slob, so there was no surprise. I picked them up and went to toss them into Shiann's bedroom. Instead, I looked at the toe imprints and felt a stirring in my underwear. I pulled them slowly to my face. By the time they were three or four inches away, I could smell the rank smell. I had mentioned my foot fetish, right? Well to me, this was the equivalent of striking gold. Smelly socks worn by some very petite feet. Emili had given over to my foot fetish a. I don't want to take off my pants in case we have to run away if we get caught. I get right behind you while your pussy is dripping with lust, my dick getting closer and closer to you. I observe the perfection of your round ass and the white area where your thong has been during all this week at the beach. It turns me on to see how tanned you are now. I can’t help myself in front of that perfect ass and put both my hands on it. I grab it and stroke it, I love your ass and you move it graciously. ”“Michael,” she started, her voice defensive, “the hell I’ve been through surpasses even what you’ve done.” Her eyes darkened as she stared at him. “But yet, I still can’t tell you to go to hell.”Michael looked at her darkly. “You aren’t a pushover, Courtney.” He pulled her to stand in front of her. “You have no idea how alluring that feistiness is.”He stared into her eyes as she looked at him anxiously. “You still fear me.” His voice was low as he watched her reaction.“Yes.” Courtney replied..