I was looking around the shop for a couple of minutes and then she saw me staring at her feet, “Still into feet?” she said. I replied, “Yes, you...still got sexy feet.” We both laughed, and then I went to try on some clothes. As the person in the other cubical left, she opened the curtains as I was changing. “What the fuck are you doing?” I said. “You’ve always told me that you wanted to smell my feet, why don’t you give them a sniff,” she said. “You’re joking right, what if some sees or comes. They arrived and I had strategically asked my mom to watch the k**s for the afternoon. They walk in and both are very flirtatious. They tell me about their weekend and then take out a chocolate sauce and then take my shirt off. they spread it on my nipples and both lick it off. My wife walks me over into the family room and her fried Rae sits on the couch. My wife then kneels in front of me and starts to undo my shorts, All the while looking up at me or Rae. She releases my engorged hard on and. Things began to happen fast after that...my well endowed daughter began to slowly move her hand against mine then moved our hands into her lap. At this point, I'm starting to sweat, I know where this is going and that I shouldn't be doing this but my daughter was SO sexy and these feeling that I had for her were so repressed...Her eyes were still closed but she started moving my hand up her thighs to where I was just barely under her skirt. I couldn't stop. I slowly kept my hand moving up her. ” Ben stopped struggling and lay beneath her in post coital exhaustion. He was still shaking from the huge rush of endorphins and was grateful to be held in place beneath her. The room was spinning and without her safe warm weight, he feared he would fall off the bed. Gradually the high subsided and he was ready to go again. “Now let’s do it!” he said, his lips fighting to move against her butt. “Are you sure you’re ready to please me?” “Fuck yeah!” Amy sat still for another minute as he.