The kind of feet that make you snap candid cell phone pictures of them when she wears sandals or open toed shoes to the office. It's one of my biggest...turn-ons about her. I've fantasized numerous times about getting a long, slow footjob from her and blasting a load all over her feet.After she left it was just me in the office. I made my way back to the workout room, passing her desk on my way. As I passed her desk, something caught my eye. Under her desk were her workout shoes with her socks. "How good does your pussy feel?" he asked."My boyfriend likes to fuck me ten times a day."He smiled. "Really? You take that much cock in you?" I love having that much cock in me. And I know I'm going to love having yours in me, too, after my boyfriend gets it wet with his tongue." Man. you're really turning me on. I'm just not sure about having a guy blowing me." He's all made up as a woman, so you won't feel like he's a guy. We've been role playing for months now, so it's just something new he. My pussy wanted daddy's cock also. It was already wet enough. "Daddy, will you please fuck me? My wet pussy is aching for your long hard cock!" I asked as I ran my hand across his chest and laid my head into his shoulder again. "Is that what you really want, Ella? It would be something neither of us could take back." "Yes, it's what I really want. It will be something we share and our little secret." After I said that, daddy whipped my body around so that my back was now propped up against the. I was worried when she pulled out food and started eating. It bothered me that something was going on that shouldn't have been. At that point, Pamela felt the same way. She was hungry and the food was good, but it hadn't been her idea to eat.Finally, I noticed something I recognized. There was an insistent desire to do what she was doing. Pamela tried to ignore it, but her body did whatever that desire, that impulse wanted. It wasn't really a voice or anything distinct. She would suddenly just.