Fucking in the bed was hard, with every thrust I would slide down the bed. We live with my father, that is a long and not fun story to tell. Both of m... boys and my wife moved with him. The bedroom we are using is right below the living room. The k**s room is right across from us. My dad sleeps in the den, which is downstairs across from the living room. It turns out you can hear us from upstairs if you are sitting in the living room. I found out one day. I was sitting in the living room,. Still on my arms , & knees , HE then places his right foot on my forehead , roughly pushes my head back , looks me in the eye , & commands me to wash them NOW !!! my mouth is now filled with drool , from worshiping my MASTERS lovely feet , with a mewing of lust , i grab his left foot , open my wet , waiting, drool filled mouth & place all of his toes in @ once , slurping, licking , & sucking them , gratefully !!! MMMMMMMMM, HIS other foot slowly slides down my face , as i make un-intelligible ,. As squall dumping rain hit them as Alex sat on the heavy nylon and webbing seat ready to go. Kelly standing a little distance away was having trouble to keep her footing and she appeared so anxious as if she wanted to kiss him and say good luck. Alex had three sisters and an equally forward mother and knew something about how females emote. ‘Kiss me.’ She darted forward and kissed him and yelled ‘Good luck’ and returned to the cockpit to operate the winch. Alex managed to keep at least one of. It was a Sikh person, his wife and two kids. I thought of greeting them and welcome them to the neighborhood. I had some ice creams family pack at my freezer. I took one pack and went to their house. When the door was opened, my eyes were freeze at that glimpse of that woman, wife of that Sikh man. She was fair and had a perfect figure and wore a maxi through which I could see her naked. I gave her that ice-cream pack giving a killer smile to make a good first impression. She was very pleased.