With a now racing heart and butterflies in my stomach I drove away to the house that changed my whole life.I found it very easily, even though it was ...teadily growing dark but the street lighting was very good.The neighborhood looked, how can I put it, posh. Nowhere near homes of the rich and famous bracket, but above mine.The ladies home was a detached three storey abode and was what I would call a mansion. It reminded me a little of those historic Colonial houses except this was modern. It. She then went and put something in her hand. It was small but her fist concealed it from me. After retaking her seat, she used her soft moist feet to toy with my long rock hard cock. She was an expert at the art of giving foot jobs. She’d drag her lovely red toe nails through the course kinky hairs around my groin. When I’d thrust my hips between her soles she’d squeeze them together. My sensitive bloated cock head slide between her toes. If felt tighter and fulfilled me more than any. " I gasp and try to rise up, but his hand is on my back, gently pressing down. I relax a bit, remembering that it is play, but now I'm wide awake, my mind and heart racing. He's found another hot button - one I didn't know I had. The thought of being treated like that - a mere possession he could loan out - horrible! But I can feel the damp spot spreading between my legs. I must be blushing furiously and turn my head toward the mattress, away from where I feel him hovering over me. "Oh, don't. My hands felt her ass cheeks tighten as her juice flowed more freely. Slowly, her ragged breathing returned toward normal.Rising to my feet, I pulled her to me. My cock slid up her abdomen as she clung to me, kissing me fiercely. “Do you want to get in the tub, now?” I asked as I played with her hair.Backing away so she could penetrate me with those eyes again, she said, “When I recover, I'm going to try to make you feel that good.” Soaking in the fragrant bubbles with Mandy was amazing. .