God, I love that sound.My eyes stick to her slender fingers fondling the key to my cuffs ... flaunting her power. She drops the key attached to a long...chain hanging around her neck. My gaze falls with the key, watching it nestle between her fleshy breasts.Acknowledging my need, she leans forward and rubs a nipple against my parched lips, allowing me a few brief tastes. Balancing with my cheek and shoulder pressing into the sheet, I tuck my knees underneath me, presenting my bottom to her. My. .." I mumbled. "Look, it's dark, your house is abouthalf a mile away, I- you shouldn't walk home by yourself, come in andI'll call you a taxi, okay? I'll pay for it. My treat, after what youdid for me today." Very well," Ophelia said with a smile as she followed me into my house-the first time she had ever set foot (albeit a suicidally high-heeledfoot) in my home. "Your house... Is lovely." It's small and cramped," I said with a snort of laughter."Remember to whom you are talking," Ophelia. She asked her mother why they disappeared. She was told that they liked to take naps together. It was a special time for husband and wife to share.Later, as an early teenager, she realized that her mother sometimes took a male dinner guest to the bedroom for a while, emerging with the same glow that resulted from marital naps. She thought she heard similar sounds as well.Unable to restrain her curiosity, she presented this observation to her mother who said, “Let’s have an important talk at a. I moved my body to kneel at her feet. Taking each foot I applied pressure to the pressure points on the soles of her feet and giggled as her toes curled. Rubbing each toe I stretched it out before sucking each one into my mouth.“That feels so sensuous,” she murmured.“You have beautiful feet, Kate.”Moving upward my tongue licked along her inner thigh till I reached her belly. Her hips were writhing attempting to get her pussy in contact with my tongue. I pulled back as I had other plans. I took.