She shook her head, no.“Please do not. I good girl. Please do not.” She said, pleading.The contraption she was lying on was well designed. Her...legs were spread and her pussy was right at waist height. I took my rock hard cock and slid it up and down along her pussy lips. I took the head of my dick and put it into her snatch, causing her lips to part, showing the pinkness inside contrasted against her brown skin. She was as dry as a bone inside.“I guess this is not how you imagined losing. At that point, a door swung open and a woman all four decided must be the daughter or assistant of Susan Castle came in. She was certainly dressed like one who danced; heels that required practice, a short skirt and Carly was the first to notice the absence of a bra.She walked directly to Rhonda Brewer and extended her hand.“Miss Brewer? I’m Susan Castle,” she said as they shook.“My! I was expecting someone...” she stammered.“Older? I understand,” she gave a brilliant smile to the woman. “I. "I'd suck the toes... One by one... And when I've given them the devotion they deserve..." They deserve...?" I'd wrap the soft arches around my dick... And slowly fuck them..."A moan forces me to look away from the feet. The delicate ankles... The calves... A hint of mouthwatering thighs... Red robe... Up... Her face... Biting the bottom lip. Eyes piercing into me. My mother makes another soft moan.I'm violently ripped out of the trance.If I couldn't look at her before, it's a thousand times. ”“I can’t believe that you two were coming up here alone together for all of junior high and high school and never did this,” Allie said. “What were you thinking?”“We weren’t,” I said. “At least I wasn’t. Beth was my best friend and it just never occurred to me to do anything sexual with her. Well, except occasionally trying to sneak a peek down her shirt.”“You didn’t,” Beth laughed. “That’s like me admitting that I noticed your pants when you got a hard-on.”“When did you do that?” I asked.“At.