Again, I didn't mind, I was probably just as sweaty.I then unbuttoned and un-zipped her high-waist blue jeans, going down to her feet so I could pull ...er pants off. She then put her left foot, the one I hadn't paid much attention to earlier, on my face and said:"Do that again, I enjoyed it more than I would've thought."While I was licking her beautiful, smelly sole, she was trying to grab my penis through my pants, using her other foot. I quickly unbuttoned my pants and took off my boxers with. Cold but not like ice. A dildo or vibrator, not him. I struggle to see, lifting my head. A fucking machine, literally a machine to fuck me. He turns it on. It is slow at first, then a bit faster. My pussy is stretched to capacity, it aches from the huge dildo as it bottoms out inside me. He manipulates the controls, driving the dildo deeper, then faster. Pain once more radiating outward, as the giant faux cock dredges a new home in my cunt. In a few minutes the pain turns to pleasure, my body. "Honey, it's the judge," I said, looking at her phone. Jess was in thebathroom. Her mother was a federal judge in Miami. We all called hermother, 'the judge.' Even her father."Can you get it?"I picked up. "Oh, hi, Evelyn. How's everything? Oh, that's good.How's Marty doing? Sorry to hear that. Yeah, I could see how that'sannoying. I don't know why. Why do any of them do anything?" Ilaughed. This was maybe the longest non-work conversation she and I hadever had. "That's really. Uncle Charlie gestured to me to get up and to sit on one of the bales. He then exposed his rampant prick fully and indicated to me that he wanted me to wank him. I carefully took his cut cock in hand and started to rub him just as he had been doing to me. At least, with us both being cut, we knew exactly how to handle each other's cock to the best effect.Meanwhile, Sam had also dropped his trousers to expose his rather different cock with its very long foreskin and purple head. He took himself.