She had a toe ring on the left foot and an ankle bracelet on the other !I finally broke away from my stare and listened to her.“Do you like my feet?...“ She said, now, sounding vulnerable about the question.I nodded and stared.She swung them back and forth in the air, rubbing each other. Sliding across each other so easily thanks to the oil, rubbing each other.She spoke again.“Do you think they would feel good on your cock?” She said staring down at it, rock hard still in my hand.I said yes! I. We get lost in our passionate kisses. Caressing my nipples, messaging your ass under you sexy dark wash jeans. "Ummmmmmmmm... ahhhhhhhhhhh" as we kiss.I take your jeans off as we switch places. Pulling out your massive 7 inch cock, my lips magnetize to your cock, hungry for your juice. Swallowing your cock into my through you moan with immense please. "Ohhhhh baby, just li..... ohhh yeaaa...mmmm yeas!!!!!" moaning with precum dripping down my face. I go up and down, up and down, up and down.. "A real party is..." Mark lifted his hands, " ... a party. Lotsa beer, lotsa noise and whatever." Yeah," I agreed. "And a make out party is just when someone's parents are gone and anyone can go over to somebody's house and make out, or hook up or whatever." So we're having a make out party?" Chris giggled and I laughed, but it was cut short as Chris pushed a finger inside my pussy slowly, making me gasp."No, well ... Sorta, but nobody's gonna be making out except us," Mark said and he was. I said perhaps a hundred pounds worth with ease. The poor man flinched and said yes, if I would write a letter to my mother which he would have delivered. I agreed.I wrote the requested letter, stating what we saw and why we left, and requested that father not be told, nor Clancy. I told her of the coin we found in the larder and explained why we requested credit. I wrote that we would see her after freeze out and to please watch father. We each signed the letter and sealed it. The factor.