"I like how it shows off your body" I said, now a bit more confident figuring she enjoyed this. She lay her hand on mind, "I know you like that, your ...ight jeans can't t hide that" her mouth turning into a seductive smile. I looked down and true enough, the outline of my now raging erection was clearly showing through my jeans. I moved closer to her and moved in to give her a kiss. Her big moist lips were delicious and her mouth could definitely do some neat tricks. I moved one hand on her top,. . i thinked in that moment :-P) :-P, and so she was herself preparing for to go out also because she was saying it :-P, at least from what i had understood :-P, and therefore in that moment i think of to remain from the parts of the room of my sister thinking at some her nice apparel :-P or at halfs-clothes :-P given she was telling that she was preparing herself :-P, then when she comes out from her room for go at to take something in the bathroom, i've had the luck :-P, in that moment, of to. )As the wife continued to talk, I lapped at his balls. He tried to move away but I held him down. I didn't make the lapping sound obvious. I just continued to torture him my sucking his balls and licking his cock from the base to the tip and back down... slowly... repetitively... as he talked to his wife. He fought hard not to moan.)When their conversation was over:P: You're one naughty baby. That was challenging, you know.J: I know. (It was also tough for me. I was jealous. But I didn't tell. Anything to distract and steer my thoughts away from the ass-whooping I’d taken. However, there was something in particular that my mind just kept wandering back to: I should be licking her feet? I could still hear the words in her young, arrogant voice. That random sentence laced with entitlement and expectation. I, a girl ten years her senior, should be licking her feet? That’s what came to her mind when she thought of me. Simply bowing at her feet wasn’t enough, she thought that she was so.