Then, she started wiggling her toes in my hand, and in doing so, her foot began massaging my now erect penis through my pants. Her feet kept squirming...in my hands, and at the same time massaging my cock. I couldn’t tell if it was in response to my massage or did she know what she was doing to my engorged manhood. I stopped the massage for a moment, but her feet kept squirming over my cock. She knew exactly what she was doing. With one foot, she grasped my cock head with her toes and wiggled. ?????????It is kick off time. The United players have finished listening to the instructions of their Master Trainer and are ready to enter the stadium. Slowly, each one rises from their seat, releasing the greased dildo that has pumped their body with vitamins and energy for the contest ahead. Each slave player moves towards the tunnel and lines up. The sound of the stadium ringing in his ears as he prepares to display himself to the crowd. Ahead, the steward stands with whip in hand as. I straddled the rail and stood close behind her. Grasping her by the waist, I lifted up and heard her moan as first the anal plug and then the pussy dildo came out of her. I pulled her back into my arms and lifted her over the rail. I was about to pick her up and carry her back up to the house when she said, "No, no, no, not yet."She was almost dead weight in my arms. She turned her head to look at me and said, "Fuck me. Fuck me now. Lay me over this thing and fuck me in the ass. I need. Even if I hadn’t known Alan before, just being with this sexy hunk would make any woman drunk with the ‘sexy, silly girl’ feeling.I’ve never used a recreational drug in my life, but this giddiness, the sexual excitement must be at least a little how it feels. My girl hormones were in overdrive, sending shockwave after shockwave to my pussy. Last night hadn’t been enough, not even close!He parked at the Westshore Plaza, a big shopping mall, much bigger than our Columbia Center Mall. I was.