.. they were already wet. I was trying to calm my nerves when I heard that same Donald Duck voice on my GPS: "In 0.5 miles you have reached your desti...ation! Yay! Let’s go have a party!" My grip on the steering wheel tightened. My head was spinning and I was already shaky, my pussy aching and my nipples hard as rocks. I put my purse on my shoulder and walked up to the front door. There was a silver knocker with a last name on it; I hit the door a few times, nervously placed my hand behind my. We kissed furiously as we were both reaching the penultimate point of climax; he grabbed my legs pushing them on his shoulders as he plunged into me again, deeper. I was going to explode soon. Sooner than I imagined as Al started to cum inside me; his body spasmed and slammed against mine, he was balls deep in me as I exploded, my body shaking and shuddering as I came on his wilting member. That was the last thing I remembered of that night. I woke up in Al's arm's; it was the safest, most. I pulled my legs up and put my feet on the chairs in front of me.He kept licking down the crack of my ass. He pulled my cheeks apart and began rimming me. I let out a moan. His tongue felt amazing. With my feet on the chair ahead of me, I could slide way down in the seat. I reached down and pulled my ass cheeks as far apart as they would go as he probed my ass. “Oh my god, your tongue is amazing, this feels incredible!” I told him. After a few more minutes of the most heavenly feeling I have. . Why do you need my help for that?” asked Amanda.“Well, this may be a bit embarrassing, but I’m kind of used to my own smell, you know? I run and exercise a lot, and when I’ve just played a match ... Let’s say my feet don’t smell exactly like roses. So I’m worried I’m so used to it I won’t really notice if they’re stinky. But if you smelled them for me, you could give me an unbiased opinion.”Amanda looked at the socks with the strangest expression. She seemed sceptical, but somehow curious.