"We always aim to please."She brought his hands up to her lips and planted a featherlike, moist kiss on the back of each one."I guess whether or not I...m pleased depends on what you decide to aim at."The exchange of entendre ended with another kiss that took several moments to conlude. Then, still clasping her hands in both of his, he lead her through the crowded maze of furniture to the bedroom. As they passed through the doorway, he stretched out a foot, hooking a corner of the door and. George was sitting on the bed as he watched her, and as usual, her panties were flung into the hamper next to the bathroom door. He watched Liz enter the bathroom to take her usual long soaking bath.George couldn’t wait and quickly went to the laundry basket and pull her panties out. He found her panties were soaked with fresh cum, much more than usual. He then held the crotch of the soaked panties to his mouth to lick the wet cum. He heard, “Oh, my God.” There stood Liz at the bathroom. From our point of view, these are really comfortable sandals with lotsof air circulation. No chance of your getting athlete's foot and allthat, especially between us toes. But seriously, dude! If you're aguy, why the hell are you wearing nail polish and strappy sandals withtwo inch heels. C'mon man, get some Crocks or some black flip flops orsome Birkenstocks or something. We're beggin' you!I tried to shut off the voices coming from my toes.I caught sight of my manicured hands folded on. He turned around and went downstairs.She went to her bathroom, stipped naked and showered. She got out, dried off and walked into her room - noticing William sitting on her bed. She stared at him.He was smiling. “Come on sis, we’re gonna be late. You have to drive me to school incase you’ve forgotten, my car’s in for a service” “What are you doing in here?” She whispered. “Dad will see you!” “He’s left for work already”. She opened her cupboard and got a clean pair of panties, a miniskirt, a.