My cum accidentlly shot up and some landed on the soles of her feet. I just left it on her feet, it was only 2 little drops. I felt really weird about...the whole thing and just got over it.Then When I was about 25 and she was 21 I found myself becoming obbsessed with her sexy soft feet. She had grown up and so did I. She grew to be very attractive, she is about 5’5, very light complection, dark brown hair and green eyes. I still lived at home and so did she. She was 21 so she came and went. One was a soft, high voice, and it said something I could notunderstand. Then the other voice, which was deeper and louder,responded by saying my word.The soft-voiced one did not like the word. I heard it crying. I don'twant it to cry, because the voice reminded me of something happy.*****I am learning more words. Or maybe I am remembering them.I know, for example, that I am in a "room"It has "walls" and a "floor" and a "ceiling" and a "door"I want to remember my new words. I wonder how I. "Sure, be there in a sec." I said as he got up and went to the bathroom to pee.I followed him after he had finished with the toilet. I sat down and peed, and let a long stream of his come flow into the toilet. I couldn't keep it all in me, there was so much! Phil, meanwhile, was adjusting the shower, stepping in when it was ready. I stepped in to join him."I'll wash your back, if you'll wash mine." he said, lathering up his hands."Sure, big boy!" I answered, taking the soap from his. He confidently walked toward me, handed the bottle to my husband, reached forward and took my hand and to my surprise kissed it. As his eyes moved back to my face, “Your husband did not warn me on how beautiful you are”, I blushed like a teenage girl and answered meekly, “Thank you”. My husband handed us glass of champagne and I finished mine quickly which he immediately replenished. Mike’s large frame towered over me; his grip had tightened and placed butterfly kisses on my cheeks, followed.