"Are you gonna sniff my socks when you fuck me?" She questioned. I affirmed "Yeah let me sniff them now". Without further ado , I immersed my face on ...he soles of her socked feet and smelled her toes. "Sniff my socks you dirty perv" she instructed me, adding "Do you like m*****ing girls when they're sleeping?". I was stuck for words and simply replied "mmmmm", as I continued savouring her fragrant feet whilst wanking my hard cock with vigour.She continued "I can't believe you were fucking my. It was a damn good thing I didn't need to ask her for the the time of day, because she likely wouldn't have given it to me.Why then, did I attend the thirty-fifth anniversary class reunion? Partly out of morbid curiosity and, who knows, I might just get some satisfaction for all the slights I had endured from my former classmates. Vengefulness has been a part of my nature for as long as I can remember.The refreshments could have been better. I've never been a fan of stale pretzels and greasy. He knew it wasn’t his fault that he had been put in that position. It didn’t help. His fingers continued to fondle the hem of his pants, but his attention was focused on John. He raised his eyebrows in an unspoken question.John nodded and then continued, “That’s right, I died. I can tell you from personal experience, that it’s not bad. In fact, it’s very pleasant.”The evidence of shock made his voice quaver, “Could you tell me more about it?”“No, I can’t. Words can’t convey what I felt. Can. She then said that her daughter was in her second year of the local state university working toward a dual degree in accounting and law.I replied that was a pretty ambitious program to which she replied that she was grooming her to be her replacement in the firm. She is smart and very determined though strong willed.I laughed and replied; at least you didn’t tell me she had a great personality. I added I will graduate from college at about the same time.Chloe also laughed and told me that she.