Not quite in the league of the professional foot-artist, who might be paid to model tights and stockings. But there was definitely something arousing ...bout the sight of her shoes and feet, as she walked. Or even just standing still - and she'd spent most of today on her feet, as the two of us worked the exhibition-stand at a big trade fair.It was towards the end, when the visitors had thinned out, that she said. "Come on. Let's start packing up. My feet are killing me."That gave me a sudden. She took a bottle of oil from her dresser and rubbed down each leg with it, so that her legs shined. Then, prepared at last, she made her way downstairs for the gift giving. Downstairs, the guests were waiting. Her father was excluded from the ceremony, as Christine believed that this was strictly between the women of the family. However, a group of junior and senior boys from her high school stood congregated at the bottom of the stairs. They would provide an integral part of the experience,. Candy didn’t answer. He just started sucking his cock faster.Mitch started moaning and said, "Fuck Candy, you are such a good boy. Mmm, I love your hot little mouth." After about thirty more seconds, Mitch was cuming. He shot half of it into Candy’s mouth and then pulled his cock out and shot the rest on Candy’s chest.Mitch helped Candy to his feet and kissed him, tasting his own cum. Next, he kissed down Candy’s neck to his chest and licked up his cum. Candy smiled and said, "Mmm, I think I’m. That's just what he did. Judy came three times during this entire exchange. When they were done Judy came over by the couch climbed up and put her pussy over my face and said, "it's time for the good little cuck to clean." With that her face went over my mouth and I have never seen that much cum. She's digging her pussy into my mouth as I am trying to clean her and she is cumming so I am getting even messier. The big black guy thanked her and said he hoped to see her again.Judy made sure I was.