I told her that her feet were very sexy naked. She started laughing and blushing big time! "Do you like foot massages?" I asked. "Yes! I haven't had a...foot massage in years. You wanna massage my feet for me?" she replied. "Hell yeah!" I say. She comes over and sits down on the couch next to me (we were sitting on different couches) and propped her feet up in my lap. I could not believe I was finally about to touch those sexy feet of hers. Her soles were so pink and soft! I instantly got rock. He appeared to be English or even American like me, and strangely, he looked vaguely familiar. He waved at me and motioned me to come over. As I got closer to him, I noticed that he had a very puzzled look on his face as he was watching me walk over to him. As I looked at the headstone of the grave where he was standing, I was suddenly paralyzed. He was standing in front of Becky’s grave, and it appeared as if he had recently laid a bouquet of yellow flowers near her headstone.“Hello, aren’t. Barnett has given me the next two days off, sir. He has left the home in your hands," and he left too. I began to explore the downstairs, what a place! I slowly crept up the stairs to check out the second floor and as I opened the first door, there was Melissa, sleeping in only panties, on her bed. I watched those great ass globes for the longest time, then I watched her tits move as she breathed, I pulled out my handcuffs and slipped up to the bed and savagely grabbed her hands and cuffed them. “So I’ve heard. I certainly enjoyed sucking Beth’s clit, though, of course, I’d never trade either of you for her.”“True,” I said, “but let’s not forget that we were all together when you did that. I will never just step out on you.”“I love you, Tony,” Lissa said. “But why don’t you pretend I’m that tall skinny Cajun girl and show me what you could have done to her?”I got the hint and while Melody occupied Lissa’s mouth with her own and then progressed to the nipples she so loved to suck, I.