It’s what Matt, the head trainer would call “hot as balls”. You pulled your old beater of a car up to 5055 Forsyth Commerce Road, the familiar s...ght of the WWE performance center met you like an old friend, an old friend that delighted in kicking your ass every damn chance she got. Still, you loved the place.You had been training here at the performance center for a couple of years now and you had heard rumors from one of the medics that Triple H was going to be calling someone up to the main. Pressing against the sole and inner foot and heel, then just mingling their fingers between the toes. It is all so nice.Emma continues reading, as she sees Donald is. Neither look at each other as this foot caressing continues as they read. About one-thirty Emma has finished the chapter just past page one hundred. She places the book on the coffee table, and something coming over her, she lifts Donald’s foot up and begins to suck his toes. Where did this desire come from? How can she be. The outfits were amazing - letter jackets over naked bodies, hoop skirts that stayed up around their waist, skin tight cheer outfits with no crotch, motorcycle jackets with no other clothes. I was dazzled by the crowd.A nude waiter in football shoulder pads and no pants approached the table and asked what we wanted to drink. Once again I ordered a martini and Joan a Sex on the Beach.The band was playing old time crooning favorites. Tad asked Joan if he could have a dance. Joan smiled, stood. They spilled out of my snatch. My friend licked and lapped at me. I shuddered as the pleasure spilled through me. This wonderful heat that billowed through me. My eyes fluttered. My heart pounded in my chest.I loved it.“Mom, Mom, yes!” I howled. “Your dildo is amazing!”“Mmm, are you cumming already?” Mom moaned, thrusting into my pussy.“Yes!” I gasped.I sucked on Courtney’s clit, nursing on her bud like she did mine. Daddy’s cock pumped in and out of my friend’s cunt. She twitched and gasped.