She reached out with both hands to grasp a firm hard shaft in each hand, so big she thought as she felt for the wetness on both heads. She pulled gent...y on one erection and lifted her head to it, still firmly grasping the other. Her lips parted to take that shaft in her mouth, she could taste the saltiness of his manhood as her mouth enveloped his shaft, she turned on her side to better accommodate his shaft, she didn't know who it was, but it felt good as she sucked hungrily on his shaft. She. Her calves were very muscular, but still so feminine, perfect tiny ankles and long, wide beautiful feet. My best guess was a size eight. She moved her boots to the side of her chair and very close to my chair then eased her feet into the footbath.The aroma of her boots hit me a few seconds later. Very strong, very sweet, very raw, it was so delicious. The combination of the warm leather and the natural fragrance of feet trapped inside that leather for hour after hour was an erotic symphony for. He shot for a good 10minutes before he finally stopped, however, he just stood there, the shaft fully erect, in place just between my hands, he still applied some force even though I was at the end of the shaft now, it must have taken him a good 5 minutes for the shaft to start dying down.All the while I got to admire the puddle he had made right in front of him, an incredible amount, which the last time went directly into my stomach.The shaft having shrunk down, I felt like I could take my. I will ask Jack to ream the arseholes of all the older women here at least once in the coming week so you will know what to expect. I have already opened up our three younger maids." Several women looked shocked at this but perhaps because the two old maids were still groaning a crying from their birching, none said anything.’"I don’t think the cut off table exists anymore," Margaret muttered to herself when read over the text, "They probably replaced it with the low oak bench with the leather.