Dropping my bra onto the floor I grabbed at my own nipples. Holding them solidly between my fingers I tugged roughly, pulling them as far away from my...body as I could. Squeaking from the mixture of pleasure and pain I let my eyes slide closed. For a moment I was lost in my own world as I continued to tug and rub the now throbbing nubs atop my breasts. “Holly…” My name was heavy coming from her lips. Looking at her again I was amazed to find that she had discarded her pants and underwear. She pulled up her skirt.She took off her flip flops and throw them on the floor.I had convinced my friend's wife Olga again to fuck her foot.Her foot was rather big and sexy with dark red polishes.her foot was bigger than my dick's length.I threw the towel which closes my dick.My dick was up.She was looking at my dick. And I was looking at My friend's wife Olga's sexy and big ,dark red polished feet.She was continuously looking at my dick.I began playing with my dick while I looking at Olga's. He had taught her over the years how he liked to be sucked and she had followed his instructions to the letter over the years and her technique was now perfection. She did not lick the shaft for too long because it was her husband’s cock head that was the sensitive part. She concentrated on running her tongue round and round the head and then her husband said. ‘I am going to cumm darling.’ ‘Well I am in the mood to swallow.’ Said Babs. That was enough for her husband. He humped forward and. Evidently I hadn’t quite understood the dynamic. Greg clearly wasn’t entirely the pussy-whipped wimp I’d had him pegged as. I waited nervously for Emily to return, which she did after about ten minutes. “Very well,” she said. “The flower borders need attention. Check for weeds and give them a good dowsing.” Like I was a servant or something. But then she gave me a look that sent shivers down my spine as the tip of her tongue moved slowly across her lips. “Don’t worry; the customary perks.