Going back and forth from foot to foot, I spent a good twenty minutes on her toes before I began working on her soles. Applying careful pressure, I ra... my thumbs up her soles simultaneously over and over until she was literally howling with pleasure, tossing her head like she was in the throes of an orgasm... because she was.I kept rubbing and rubbing and rubbing. And she kept cumming and cumming and cumming. And as she squirmed, her T-shirt rode higher until her bra was uncovered. Since it. Mark did not call out as if instinctively he knew what he would find. Her laptop was open and she was involved in a chat that had evolved into a mutual masturbation session online. Mark watched her through the open doorway as she further explored deeper into the folds of her labia. Just at that moment Sara was startled out of her sexual trance and looked up to see Mark observing her. She froze at his presence and became very flustered. Her embarrassment was evident in the rich pink blush that. When I thought the moment was right I flicked the light switch on, my wife disrobed and stood up to reveal herself to the street. It was a man, on his own, speaking on the phone. My wife walked slowly towards the widow as if she were about to adjust the curtains. With her left arm by her side she reached out with her right arm and grasped the curtain, and that is when he looked. The stranger in the street looked straight into my home and cast his eyes over her naked body. His conversation. It took almost three hours to get him out.When it came time for lunch, our wagon was already across. Lettie, Millie, Tess, and I were sitting on our horses watching everyone cross. "Lettie, would you and Tess mind fixing us up some food?" I asked. "Millie and I need to talk for a few minutes."Both of them agreed and they went back to our wagon to get it started. "You want to talk about what I said to Lettie last night, don't you?" Millie asked with a smile."Yep. That's pretty much it." Do you.