I was really getting the hang of it, and finishing with the mound when Jill reached up with her toes and ran them along the underside of my erect cock... I hadn’t realized how hard I was; I felt a surge of pleasure shooting through me. But I didn’t want to get too shaky. I saw a chance to play my dominant role; “Jill, no foot play. I don’t want to have to punish you.” “Me neither!” she said with a grin and a hint of sparkle in her eye. And she put her toes back on the tile floor.I shifted to my. , she has even got skinned alive number of slave childrens who has soft unmarked skin and can't work hard to got extremely soft and comfortable sandals, boots and slippers made of these child skin leather for her beautiful feet, even tonight she is wearing sandals made of some poor slave childs skin and while enjoying delicacies and exotic drinks in party for a cause to help poor starving homeless children of the country no one bothers she is wearing sandals made out of skin of one of those. She grinned and grabbed his head , rubbing her cock soaked rings on his face. "Let's give this little bitch a fucking closer look"she suggested. The sight of this powerful goddess humiliating her hubby rushed through me, I took my pulsating cock, soaked with her drool and dick whipped him in the face. She laughed, took hold of my stiff shaft and poked it in his eye Then wrapping her lips around it, she gripped it in her mouth and promptly mushroom stamped him on the head. Getting into the. As a guess, I'd say about two hundred miles southwest of Davao." Looks like you got your wish for somewhere isolated. Not exactly in the middle of a shipping lane, are we?" she asked of him."Afraid not, Sis," he confirmed, not quite prepared for the funk that the news put her into."How long can we survive here?" she tried to find some hope."It looks like a fair sized island. If we can find water and I can salvage enough off the boat before the waves finish her off, we might have a chance..