I know it is a trap but I could not help myself. She hangs up the phone and says, “My feet are killing me. Can you massage them please?” I start...to go red and have a big smile on my face. She knows she has me. My erection growing and I am thinking, “Am I going to be able to control myself?” She knows I want to massage her feet by the smile on my face. I slowly reached for her left foot, the second I touch it she lets out a quite moan. My erection is getting harder and harder, I think, “It’s. Catherine didn’t bother closing the front door, she just wanted to go change her clothes and head out to the club where the bachelorette party would be. There’s always tomorrow to worry about how you messed up today, she told herself. She walked to her closet and grabbed a royal blue shimmering silk top with a deep scoop neck, it showed a little of her stomach, but she wanted to at least attempt to look sexy tonight. Catherine decided to pair it with a pair of white silk draw string pants that. Where the hell did you learn? I mean that was just tremendous the way you took all that punishment and still came through it all to win. You must be made of something more than ordinary flesh and blood to have kept going against that woman. Because she was tough too. I should have thought you'd both have been unfit to go on after a couple of minutes and I reckon it was getting on for a half hour you two were slugging it out."Estella babbled on,"We watched a lot of it, you know! When we were. I could see the ecstasy on Lily's face as she began gently rocking back and forth, the older woman's hands firmly gripping the girl's hips as she possessively grinded her from behind."Ohhh," Lily moaned, as one of Aunt Fiona's hands sharply slapped her on her oiled-up ass. At one point the girl brought back one of her own hands to clutch at Aunt Fiona's wrist, but the older woman roughly shoved it away."Stay down," she ordered. "Keep your face and hands on the ground while I'm fucking you,.