Not so hidden are my feet--unencumbered by shoes, but clad in the sheer, nude stockings I so loved in life. My shoes, sensible though they may have be...n, are nestled within the folds of satin beside me--destined to be buried with their owner of a mere three days. The cruel joke, so deftly played upon me by death, leaves my feet curled and arched as if frozen in the moment of orgasm. I am barefoot in death, much as I preferred to be in life.You lick your lips again, memories of our lovemaking. I caressed her bare cheeks just outside her underwear as we made out for five minutes. 'Shit, I only wonder if I'd be making out with Quinn right now if I married Nadine, instead of her.' As my hands slithered back onto her panties, her lips lazily came off mine. "Would you like it better if you took those pesky panties off me?" "I think so, yes. I'd like to actually have sex now. May I make love to you, Nadine?" "Yes, step daddy." I flipped us around so she was lying on her back. I kissed her. I could see the spit start to come out of her mouth. Her chin was now really wet. I could see my dick leaving and entering her cute little mouth and feel that tongue roving around my cock inside her mouth. Again, after a minute, I said we should move onto the next girl. Lexi came up. She was really excited and eager. She opened her mouth and got right too it. She took looked up at me with big eyes. I could hear my dick filling up her mouth as I got closer and closer to an orgasm. She got into a. They really were magnificent in a plastichyper-feminized way. Though I had been wearing bras most of my life,never were they filled with anything but artificial breast forms. But,now here I was, with my own breasts, still very artificial but very muchmy own. It was now two weeks beyond the time that Jill and I were hoping to bereleased from our obligation to Hector. But now I found myselfpreparing for my first night back to work for him since my surgeries.Only this time, I would be one of.