She was shining from perspiration. Her breasts were heaving up and down with each breath. She was beautiful.She said, "Thank you. I guess I need to un...ie you. I loved this. We are definitely going to do this again!"I said that I couldn't agree with her more. Later on, I heard the phone ring. This time, I didn't answer it.I went to the stairs and yelled down that I was getting in the shower. I closed the door, loudly, and then returned to the top of the stairs so I could listen.I heard Jill say,. Unfortunately, those men are rare and hard to find and even more difficult to find unattached. That's not only because it's a fetish, but because the women who have a man like that want to keep him forever!Not many women would refuse a wet kiss after their man had eaten them to orgasm. So why is this different for men? Homophobia? I suspect this is the answer. However, a "real man" who is confident and secure in his own sexuality would not have a problem with snowballing if he was informed. I sat up on the ledge of the tub as he fingered and sucked my pussy til I came and came again.Once he was done licking me, he wanted us to relax in the tub. I swung around as Seth helped me to a seat. We sat across from each other, so we could touch each other with our toes. The teasing he did to me. He slid his big toe in my pussy and rubbed up and down. I was enjoying this, as I held his foot there and forced myself to ride his foot. I worked my way up his leg to straddle him. I held. “That’s all I ask,” he said hoarsely. “But I have faith that the two of us working together can help find her and bring her back.”Barbie shrugged. She was so tired. “What’s your name?” she asked as she lay down on the comfortable looking bed.“Donald,” he replied.“Well, Donald, I am Barbie. Thank you so much for taking pity on me. When I have slept and eaten, I should have my strength back and we can go look for your sister,” she said.True to his word, Donald did not harm her. It was a relief to.