Massaged it. His hard cock pressed against the bottom of her foot. She used her toes to rub the head. “I like that,” he said. He thrust into her f...ot, rubbing up and down against it. His cock was gone, replaced by his mouth. His hands massaged her bound foot, pressing into her muscles, as he kissed the tips of each toe. “Should I suck on them?” She moaned. “Yes, please.” “I can see your pussy from her. It looks very wet.” She moaned again. His warm, soft lips took her big toe into his mouth.. This made me smile inside as I said to myself “her act will slip”. I could sense she was a contradictory randy cock slut. I wanted to be more direct but I paced myself not allowing my lust to lead the pace. The night ended with good convo and a few soft touches and an exchange of numbers. I was satisfied as I know I had planted the seed and just paced my next move.I decided not to message or call to see if her interest was real and my seed had blossomed and without fail she messaged two days. Even for one night, I knew my stepdad would stay there. I swiped the card key through the door and walked into the suite. “Michael, I’m here. Where are you?” “Hey doll face. Glad you made it.” “I bought you some presents. Do you want to see what I got?” “Michael, what did you get me?” “Here is your first box.” I opened the box up. It was a slutty cheerleader outfit with matching pom pom’s. “Cute, you want me to wear this?” “Fuck yes. You'll look so hot. Go put it on. Put your hair in. She could feel his penis getting hard beneath her bare buttocks. His fingers moved down the front of her nude body and when theyreached her triangle he let them teasingly linger there. Heplaced his left arm across her back and pulled her legs outstraight over the right arm of the chair. His left armsupporting her back reached around her slim frame and playedgently with her left breast, touching it ever so lightly andoccasionally pinching it gently. His right hand moved to the topof her slit.