We had a nice conversation and she sent me pictures from her feet and her soles. I think her feet was size 6. Her soles were dry and rough with little...cracked heels. I offered her a feet session for massage, exfoliation and hidration for her soles and she loved the idea. She asked me how much that would be cost and I aswered that if she helps me test a new technique I 'd do it for free. I lied to her and told her that she must use a blindfold during the treatment for her touch be empowered for. "If you want your 'demonstration, ' bring them now," I answered. "I do nothing until I see them alive and well." It could be arranged that you see them in a somewhat different condition," he told me icily. "I could give the order that their dead bodies be carried here."The words sent a chill down my spine. I knew he was ruthless enough to do it. But I couldn't go forward without them here. I had to gamble, take the risk that I was on strong enough footing that he'd give in to get the. At that time, I felt that that would be wrong.It seemed my sister has had an eventful couple of days since her wedding - most of it naked with her husband. I dare not look at her memories, but I could hear her thoughts. Only two hours before she had given her new husband oral sex, he enjoyed it so much, and so, she was anxious to return as he had promised that it was her turn next.I was actually blushing as my family sat around laughing, and attempting to be gay.Mom was scared, I could feel her. ..right on the end of his magnificent cockhead.I held my lips to it for the longest time and swooned while passion emanated from me to his cock. When I finally had to pull away, it was with deep regret. Yet even after, he didn’t move. He told me to keep kissing! So I kissed the right side at the base of the head and then down the shaft and back up underneath and down the left side and back up over the top and then at least a dozen sweet kisses on that magnificent head and then down the right.