Leslie had moved into our room before me, and had her stuff all set up. It took short work to set up my bed, my desk and last came my clothes. I was h...nging stuff up in my closet when out fell my new syringe. It came crashing to the floor and Leslie turned and looked. I became rather red when I picked up the box and quickly placed it in my closet. Leslie asked, "was that a douche bag?"."Yes, it was, actually." Oh that's great. Would you mind if I hung my bag on the curtain rods?" Leslie. ......please? I have something else I want to ask you........ in all your life, with all your lovers, did any woman or girl ever do your feet and toes? Like in a massage way, and then in a total sex way? This is something Sarah showed me. I want to, Tom, I love to do that. That is the last thing that guys expect and............ Let me. I'm not done with your nips,yet,but please? I will wash and dry your feet. I'll put some lotion on them, get them so nice and soft and clean............. I know. She sensed that cock that was poling stiffly into her mouth and throat tensing in forceful trembling spasms, and the hand behind her head gripping harder. His hairy pelvis closed in on her until she was certain he was trying to drive his cock all the way down her throat to meet the one penetrating her far up into her bowels, and the exaggerated thought alone drove her on wildly.God, she wanted it to explode in her mouth... to swallow his come and feel it dribble down her throat... then, she. Are you sure you want to be put in that position?”Pam replied, “I just know that I am a good actress, and I think I can handle the nudity and other stuff, just knowing it is for a good cause. And besides, if there is a part for you, then we could do this together.”I said, “Okay, if you’re sure honey. I’ll make an appointment for us to see Brother Cecil tomorrow night, and we can let him know about your acting skills and that we are available for the play.”We met with Brother Cecil on the next.