He started to swell even bigger. Once again I felt his cock start to spurt his seed inside of me. He could have turned around on me like before but in...tead he laid down on his side taking me with him. I was so tired that I was drifting off as I still felt his cock twitch deep inside me shooting just a little bit more. It was near dawn and I was still outside. I felt something behind me and I turned my head. The dog was still there right up against me. His cock and his knot were still very much. She made a connection between my penis and her feet, albeit vaguely. Perhaps nobody had looked at her feet before as I look. Probably, she even didn't know anything about foot fetish. I think, she was trying to understand why I was looking at her feet.During all lunch I feasted her feet with my eyes. We were not coming eye to eye any more. I was feeling she was trying not to look at my side.She was clearly uncomfortable with my peeping her feet. Incidentally, her husband wanted me to bring some. "Try not to rough her up too much. We want her to remain pretty for Jabba."The pig guards snorted and chuckled to each other as their leader, Ortugg, grabbed Leia's arm and pulled her to him. Her face only inches from his, she looked up at the greasy snout and tusked mouth of the ugly swine. His beady yellow eyes stared down at the slave girl, her petite body a sharp contrast from his own. With ease, he unlocked the chained collar around her neck and tossed it to the floor. Leia trembled in. She winked at me, grabbed his arm and led him to the couch.Some random basketball game caught my eye as I settled into the chair. I mentioned something about the game and Greg’s voice cracked as he said, “You can change it.” I laughed and told him to relax. My wife put her drink down on the coffee table and leaned back into the couch close to him. She looked over at me with a look that wasn’t hard to miss. Robin wanted to know if I was really okay with this. I nodded to her, looked into.