Hilda was equally as opposed to male interference with her feminine slit like her sister Heidi and preferred that they make love with their fingers, c...ck or tongue only to her feet from the ankles on down. She was driven into frenzies of excitement when any part of her toes, instep or heel were licked, kissed or rubbed by a middle-aged man with a decent erection. She was able to find several candidates with just such an interest willing to forego her sweet slit for a chance at her feet. Her. “Now, both of you,” Tommy said, “get your fucking asses down to the cellar.”“No, not again, please!” Peggy sobbed.Her mother stood and took her daughter’s hand, leading her from the bathroom.“We have to, Peggy,” she said in a quiet voice. “If we don’t, they might spank us the rest of the afternoon. Just be quiet and do everything they say and maybe it won’t be so bad.”Tommy and Robert had different ideas. Peggy needed more discipline, they felt. She still protested too much, still resisted. “One more!” But one more won’t fit, I wanted to scream, my mouth is already full. But I couldn’t, not without spitting out Natalie’s spit first. Erin’s camera was right next to my face now, and when the third mouthful of spit dripped into my own mouth, it did overflow and I could feel two wet trails making their way from the corners of my mouth. “Brilliant. Now slowly tilt your head forward, Paisy!” But that would… “Do it!” My body trembled, and a wave of heat washed through my pussy when I. I walked to Bethany’s car and got in the passenger seat.“We’re clear with my dad. Stephanie, Mom is going to try to take it out on you, so it’s up to you if you want to go with us or stay home,” I said.“Wild horses couldn’t drag me away from you, Big Brother.”Bethany started the car and headed to Frisch’s. We got a booth in the corner and I ordered coffee while the girls ordered tea. I figured at this point, caffeine was the least of my worries. I was still trying to come to grips with the.