"I love feet," he said as he worked on my toes."Go easy on them," I told him. "They're ticklish."He rubbed the arches lightly and stretched the toes. ... didn't know my feet could be an erogenous zone, but I was getting hard again. He worked on them for a few minutes and then moved on up my legs, working on each muscle. It wasn't long before I felt his hands on my ass, using his fingers deep into the muscles there."I love a great ass - and you've got a beautiful one."I mumbled, "Thanks." Not. Her modesty facade forever shattered as she stood proudly naked.Jake lifted her leg high as she stepped out of her shorts and flip flops, high enough so many of us could see her labia parted; her swollen inner lips assumed the Madonna pose and opened so her stiff, pearly clit leapt out and begged for attention. Jake repeated the breath taking exposure with her other leg and my purple bishop began its escape from my shorts. Now legs spread, fully naked, and brightly lit, Sue stood still, her. It helped lube my throat so I could manage to slide it past my gag reflex. Once I did that, throat fucking him was no problem. We were in no hurry this morning, so I took my time, and once I had him deep throated, I practiced a new technique I had been working on. I would keep him lodged all the way in, my nose in his pubic hair, and try to swallow. This worked my throat muscles up and down his shaft, milking him without even moving my head. I could do it perfectly with my brother, his cock was. .. about the only thing itdidn't have was a basement. Tyler wondered if it was family money payingfor this, or if Ben's job as a vice president paid enough by itself.Tyler grabbed his pink GammaNow QX7 and a stray pad of paper, took aseat at the kitchen table, and set to work as the sun rose in the east.He pinpointed the center of downtown Miami and began searching forhotels nearby, then calling to see what conference rooms they hadavailable for Saturday night. He had only just gotten a hold of.