The tender tootsies on the other side of the wall quicklygrabbed onto my dick and started brushing up and downthe length of it. ‘Fuck, yeah!’ I gr...aned into the greenpaint, revelling in the slick, silky feel of the girl’s dextrousfeet on my pulsating prong.I could tell right away that this babe was no amateur, nofumbling footer; her peds weren’t thick and clumsy, feetsqueezing shaft like they wanted to choke it, toenailsscr****g sensitive skin, like most girls. No, this lady’s feetwere soft and. Perez tried to slap Leslie.Bill tried a pout. Pulling rank would work but in the end would be disastrous."Shithead!" Leslie planted a kiss on Bill's lips. She fondled his package through his pants. Breaking the lip lock, she whispered, "I should tie your testicles around your neck in a bow."Bill tried a Vulcan eyebrow."Do as I request, Mr. Jenkins."Bill replied, "Yes, Mistress," doing his best to sound defeated.Leslie kissed Bill again.Pulling apart, she addressed the group. "Everybody put on. Kim opened her eyes, surprised out of her blissful state, and looked down at the box. "Trust me, you'll love it."Doubtful, Kim flicked the switch. She had never had any luck finding that mysterious "G-Spot," and had serious doubts about the veracity of women's claims about having one. She was pretty sure it was all something women made up to get men off and make them feel like having a penis rubbing up inside the vagina actually felt good. For Kim, back when they were having sex and she was. "Sex, you know?" Yeah, I know, Wendy," Preston said. "But everybody has sex lives--you, me, your mother--and there's no use trying to hide the fact or pretending it doesn't exist." He felt her shoulders trembling, and he placed a protective arm around her, patting her other shoulder like a father would. "Go ahead and spill it, Wendy. I'm not going to spread it around, and you can't keep it bottled up inside you forever."The marijuana-induced freedom lowered her gates of natural reluctance, just.