My need is extreme. Do your best. or worst. to me—however you want to look at it, then we will talk. Right now, it is the bedroom for us, with you q...ickly between my legs.”I turned and headed to the master suite, with him close behind. Once there, I ripped the covers off the bed and jumped on it, legs spread, waiting to once again feel a cock taking me in conquest. He was between my legs in an instant, his mouth hungrily seeking my puss. ~~~~J~~~~I could not believe she had stopped blowing. I had gotten up early for a weekend. Got the dog fed, kind of picked up a few things around the house and straightened things up, did a couple of small things that needed to be done that I had put off for a couple of weeks. I played with the dog outside for a bit and then took our youngest son to work. He is 17, working at the local hardware store, a senior in high school and the only kid we have left in the house. So not quite empty nesters yet (and so looking forward to that by the way) but. She said if you really like feet you'll take my sandals off with your mouth and kiss and lick my soles. Don't forget to suck my toes to! Obviously, I was surprised as hell and couldn't even react at first, but that's when she got on the bed again and stood on my cock and said suck my feet you filthy slave! I immediately threw her to the bed and began removing her sandals with my mouth. I sucked her toes first. I swirled each toe in my mouth. They tasted better than I had even imagined. Her size. Storm started and covered herself, with a nervous laugh."Haven't you picked one yet?" he said, and she shook her head."Well, I'm going back to the hotel for a drink," he went on. "I'll meet you at the pool. OK?" Yes, OK," answered Storm, loudly enough for the shop owner to hear - then remembered he didn't speak English. Roger pulled the curtain closed and, seconds later, Storm heard the shop door close.Picking up the dress on top of the pile, she slid it over her head. If this one fits, she.