I suddenly realized that feet really were a possibility. I soon worked my way past her ankles, and up her calves. When I got to her knees, she turned ...ver on her face, so I could kiss, and lick, the back of them. I continued up the back of her thighs, to the place where her gown, and panties had rucked up, onto the cheeks of her ass. I took advantage of this, to kiss and lick her ass. That's when she turned over again. I went down then, to work on the front of her thighs. When I got to the top. Does she get this way for you Georgie?"I lightly tapped on the base of the butt plug, eliciting a couple of grunt/groans from Alice. I fingered her cunt a bit more and made a couple of brief contacts with her clit."Oh GOD!" came from her lips, and not nearly as quietly."I know you won't be able to see this very well Georgie; so I'll describe it for you," I said, as I stood close behind that gorgeous ass.I did describe it in detail to George as my cock and Alice's cunt had first contact. I first. Raised behind tall, iron gates and let out only to attend private school, church and those occasional forays into the world with his rather inattentive father, Beauregard was at once a whipping post for those school mates that preyed upon weakness and fear and victim to the insecurities that accompany children of disinterested, single parents.Young Beau, as the household staff took to calling him, found a soul mate in the television. TV at the time provided an array of pabulum for the soul,. I laugh and shake my head and ask him if he wants another cup of coffee,he nods."That'll give you time to be presentable for me," I say moving towardshim.He keeps backing away, but when there is no where for him to go, Icorner him, kiss him on the forehead and say: "If I said you have abeautiful body would you hold it against me?"He laughs, I hug him with him still holding the towel in front of himWe separate and he looks at me with a big smile."Well, Caitie, the answer to that is of course.