Her body had betrayed her in her moment of weakness and helplessness. She was unable to control her situation, and her body fed itself from this.He gr...nned and slipped the first few inches of his member inside of her cunt, the tightness of her velvety walls encasing his thick cock as he leaned down, wrapping his tongue around her nipple teasingly. “Oh my, you’re so fucking tight… dildos are no match for the real thing I suppose,” he said as he wrapped his mouth around her breast, flicking her. I knew her feet would be ripe and I had never seen her feet, the suspense had a hold on me. She peeled her old, very used and wet sneakers off by stepping on the backs of them, revealing her now bare feet and then sat on her hands while she proceeded to put her feet on the edge of the coffee table and asked, "What shall I write?" She struggled to uncap the pen with her sweaty toes and finally succeeded, trapping the pen between the toes of her right foot. I knelt down on the floor opposite. For this moment I was very uncomfortable. And ever-so-paralyzed that my cock was about to grow.So for the next 15 stoned-out minutes, I had a chance to think about it. My mind wondered through a series of feelings: fear (very short-lived, given my mom), intrigue, lust, modesty, and finally resignation. I was never weirded out by it, even when I was at my horniest self, as I wondered what fucking her would be like. "That's never going to happen, but wow, imagine that!" I thought. I didn't feel. Here, roll over honey, rest.”She clung tightly to him as he rolled to her side and slipped out of her.He reached down her tummy and slid his fingers to her sex, finding a slippery mess.“Ooh,” he whispered. “What’s all this?”“It’s you, and me.”He pushed his fingers inside her, feeling the juices flow around his fingers and hand. He tapped her leg insistently and she lifted it, giving him better access. He slipped his fingers all around her, even sliding to her backside to rub her hot little.