She also loved those small, perfect breasts, her soft, ever so bitable tummy and her cute feet with those perfect toes that occasionally just called t... her even though she really didn't have a foot fetish. At least she didn't think so. Sure, the fetish she didn't think she had actually turned out to be the catalyst that got the ball rolling again, but that hardly meant anything. Seriously, Macy just had some cute fucking toes as Ashlee was forced to tell Macy when she teased Ashlee for kissing. ”McRiley blinked as he gave it some thought. It was John who answered first. “He’s going to label you as an out-of-control vigilante.”Brew nodded. “Good, very good. That’s what I’d do. Then I’d get creative!”“And lie,” I said, feeling like I was sucking a lemon.“Andy doesn’t lie. He’s just morally flexible,” said Brew.“Like a rubber pretzel!” I retorted.John laughed. “Okay, get out of here the pair of you. I have to earn a living, you’ve got to make phone calls and answer emails, and you’ve got. I flirted as hard a s I could without seeming too desperate. He was shy and clearly not going to give in easy. I think he liked making me squirm as did I.Eventually after some heavy petting and hot kissing, one of us got the nerve to suggest going into his room. I don't remember who it was, but it doesn't matter. We made it there and boy did we use that room to it's full advantage.The only thing in the room was a dresser and a box springs and mattress. Modest furnishings and that's all we. Eventually, we came together, and her hand migrated to my crotch. I spread my legs further apart as she slithered a finger inside.My hand made its way around her neck, and I pulled her face to mine. I kissed her fervently as she diddled me outdoors. My eyes closed as I remembered when I realized that she was into women.It was about a month after Joy and I had started our affair. I had introduced them at a cookout at my house. I'd invited Sharon and her family, along with Joy and hers. Joy and.