She was begging me not to tell dad on her and i told her i wouldnt if she came next door to steven's house to show her tits to him and she was crying ...nd telling me she didnt want to then i told her to do it or the pics gets shown to dad.So she finnally agree to do it and i told her not to wear a bra and she did as i told her to.We walked over to stevens house and he let us inside and steven sat on the couch and i sat in the recliner and angie stood in front of us shaking a little and i told. AND she knew about my love of having sex with more than one woman at a time, even though I had experienced it only three times in my life. Oh. My. God. Was it too much to hope that all my fantasies were to be fulfilled on this special – soon to be Holy – day of mine… my birthday? Yesssssssssssssssss! “Carol is your slave today, and so am I.” We will do anything you ask, anything you command.” My mind started racing faster than you can imagine. My ultimate fantasy coming true before my eyes. Needless to say I had a very broken nights sleep but by the morning I had decided to try to make the visit to the guys room. ...my wife and I went for our usual walk in the morning before returning for a snack lunch which we normally followed by having an afternoon sleep however I told my wife that I didn't feel tired and fancied going out for a final walk in the sunshine before our return home the next day.I left her to sleep and climbed the stairs to the guys room which was on the floor. They were perfect...high arches, long toes, no corns and very wrinkly soles. MM MM MM! The fact that I never seen her feet before until then made it much worse, I mean she had me ROCK HARD and didn't even know it. Anyway...I loved her feet so much that I started flirting with her...not to much but just enough to kinda let her know. Time passed and it was time to take her home unfortunately...when I got back home I had a friend request on myspace...as soon as I seen the notification, I prayed it.