We'd met online and chatted up quite a while; it took her a while to getting around to meeting me. She knew about my foot fetish and I couldn't wait t... see her when she walked of the plane with her long hair, hourglass figure and those feet! I can't remember anything else about what she wore, but the shoes and exact color of her polish are etched in my memory banks. She had promised me unlimited access to them in our emails and phone calls, and as we waited for her luggage I couldn't get the. .’, which gets a cheap chuckle out of them, and they’re gone. I call Casey to my desk before she leaves. ‘I just noticed your name on the official list yesterday. K C? Interesting combination of letters. Any reason you don’t like your first name?’ ‘No, actually it’s just that both my names are somewhat difficult for people here to pronounce and memorize. My real na-‘ ‘It’s not Kamalian Ciranoush, is it?’ Casey looks at me with surprise. ‘Did you read-‘ ‘Yep, I’ve almost read the entire Asian. Ab mujhe wahi steps yaad aye jo usne mere sath kiye the. Me ab dhire se niche ki taraf badha or daanto se khinch kar uski panty utarne laga. Dhire dhire khinchte huye uski panty puri pair se alag kar di. Ab usne apni chut ko apne hath se dhak liya.Ab me uske paas aya or uska hath hataa kar uski chut ko dekhne laga. Ek dum shaved thi or bahut hi pyari lag rahi thi. Mujhe laga shayad wo apni chut ka jese khas khayal rakhti thi. Ab mene uski chut ko chhua or use thoda thoda sehlane laga wo or. As the sensations intensified, he croaked out a series of muted little gasps of pleasure. I could feel his legs begin to shake as I slipped my mouth over the head, using my free hand to jack him off as I sucked his steel-hard shaft and fingered his asshole. “God,” I heard Allison gasp, her voice hollow and desperate, accompanied by rhythmic, wet slaps as Allison forced three fingers into her soaked pussy, her palm mashing against her clit. “You dirty whore,” She panted out: “look at you sucking.