As Rach laid down this time though, she scooted back till her knees hit the bottom of the sofa between my feet. Getting the hint, I slid down in my s...at, moving my ass to the edge, and lifted up my blanket to let Rach’s feet in, where they rose to the perfect height between my thighs.I pulled down my shorts, capturing Rach’s feet in each of the leg holes as I slid them down; letting them fall to my feet and slide up Rach’s calves, pinning her knees to my ankles. Free from the confines of the. A devilish grin splits her face as the black voice hums. Sticky, lipstick blue lips press to his and he squirms, trying to pull away. Strong hands hold him in place and she probes until mouth slips open and her cum stained tongue melds with his. Giggles wrack her body when he pulls her to him, sucking down his own juices with surprising intensity.“Fuck, man. That crazy bitch feeding him his cum? Disgusting,” the nameless drummer whistles.They say that, Blue thinks, but a momentary glance weaves. I am starving.’ ‘Lets go. Seafood OK with you?’ ‘My favorite.’ ‘My name is Phil by the way.’ ‘Hi, I’m….Gracie. My real name. Where are you from?’ ‘Houston. You?’ ‘Houston.’ ‘Really. It’s such a small town we should have run into each other before.’ She giggled at that line, the first sign she had relaxed a bit. I drove us to St. Pete and pulled up to my favorite restaurant in the state. I asked to sit outside and we ate like we were starving. I was soon getting her to giggle often. She punched. He would touch me more than before, often comeup to cuddle and I could feel his dick straining in its cage. And he wasmuch more willing to please me, looking for ways to please me. Probablybecause he hoped it would lead to him getting some release. I decided topush our positions a bit further.We were on the couch that evening watching TV, when I asked him for afoot massage. He gladly accepted and started massaging my feet. "Hmm, I'mnot too comfortable in this position," I started. "Could you.