"They were my favorite socks!" she said sarcastically. I replied with "I'm so sorry I couldn't control myself please don't tell my parents" Aimee sai... "I'll tell you what, I know about your freaky fetish, I always see you staring at my feet. IF you worship my feet for as long as I say, I won't tell a soul about thisI instantly replied with "Okay I promise I'll do it just don't tell anyone!" Aimee said "Give me that sock you fucking weirdo" She snatched the sock from my big still hard cock, cum. I mean if you thought I was playing games here or something.” I laughed, but not too uproariously.“No, I didn’t think that,” I said. “But there is one thing, that my, ex-woman, I guess she is that now, knew had to be inviolate. We had an agreement...”“Sir, before you go on...”“Andy,” I said. He smiled.“Thank you, Andy. I have something to give to you that you need to look at first,” he said.He pushed a manila envelope across the table to me.“What?” I said.“Please,” he said. I pulled it toward. Terry ended up naked a short time later, and all three of us sat with boners. Most of my turns came out as a dare for the majority of the game after we were all nude. I was dared to let Chris and Terry both explore my body, spreading my cheeks and touching me. I pulled a dare again from Terry, and this time Terry opened the Penthouse to a picture of a girl being fucked by a man, he had his dick deep inside her, and they both seemed to be enjoying themselves. Terry said he dared me to do what. At that moment she leaned over to pick up a piece of paper from the floor, arranging herself so that as she did, her top fell forward and I saw her heavy, full breasts tumble forward into her bra. I saw down her full cleavage to the top of her stomach, and got a spectacular view of the quivering, basketball-sized breasts trapped inside the brassiere. As the doors closed she stood up, looking at me to make sure I'd seen it-- and that I liked what I saw.Tuesday, I woke up with a persistent.