Her breath was heavy, but I knew it could get much, much heavier.Her whisper, so full of lust and promise said, "You have crept into a corner of the c...vern. The figures before you are so involved in their own immediate concerns, that you go unnoticed. Your pulse quickens at the sight of the girl, the fair Maiden. But she is no common maiden, is she? No, she is the King's virginal daughter. The King MUST be desperate if he sent you, The Dark Master, to rescue his flesh and blood." You are a. This was a different Carol that stood outside Johnny's door now than the one who had first made contact with Veronica a few months earlier.As instructed, she wore nothing under her raincoat. On her otherwise bare feet, she wore simple leather strap sandals. With unadorned fingers she combed her hair into some semblance of dignity. She wore no make-up, but there was color in her face anyway, from excitement and perhaps embarrassment. No bottled perfume had touched her flesh that day, letting the. I was determined to have the orgasm of my fucking life, so I took that hard cock and slid it between her soft feet and pushed them together. She got excited at the site of my cock head, oozing with precum, peeking out of her feet. She was just as turned on as I was while I did this. Every drop of cum that I ever had was about the erupt all over the place. She played with herselft harder and faster, moaning and panting, beet red in her face. "Oh my god baby fuck my feet, I love the way it. With my eyes closed, all I could think of was him. He was not conventionally handsome by any account. If anyone at work knew how I felt about him I would have been ridiculed for months. I could no more explain it to them than I could have to myself. Something about him just set my blood singing. His stocky build, lightly muscled, combined with his short dusky blonde hair and piercing blue eyes did unspeakable things to my crotch...I just wished he would actually DO those unspeakable things to.