I lay across the bed near the foot. She lays down and props her feet on me and I massage them. Lately she has been letting me suck her toes and lick h...r feet. It started as usual, I laid in my usual "spot" she laid down and placed her feet on my torso. She left her socks on, so I started to massage them through her socks. After a few minutes, I slipped her left sick off first. She put her foot in my face and I inhaled her magnificent scent. I ran my tongue from her heel all the way up to her. As we entered the sauna we took a seat high up and he let me sit down next to him he asked me to stand between his legs for a moment as he slipped the towel away exposing the huge towering hard cock it took my breath away as it was so big and long it jutted up so high in front of me it was even with my lips as I stood in front of him the huge flaring cock head was waving at me level with both of our mouths just as I leaned forward to kiss the massive cock he did to locking both of our lips on. . fresh. Clean.I didn’t even try to not think about the times, good times, that he and I had spent here. Laughter, bed, laughter, food. I got a little teary a couple of times, but my sobbing days were in the past. At least I hoped so.I double-checked both of his gun safes. The smaller one had his pistols and my Heckler & Koch. The garage safe held his rifles and two shotguns, one sawed-off. Ordnance disposition was another subject I’ll decide on later. As was what to do with his shiny black. Her fingers dipped in and out of her mound. With her other hand she was massaging those out-of-proportion gorgeous tits of hers. “Oh, hi Bill,” Sonja said. “What’s your last name?” I thought that was a strange question to be asking under the circumstances, but decided to go with the flow. “Morton. I’m Bill Morton.” “Good,” she replied. “Marty has your wallet. No money in it, but your driver’s license and credit cards are still there. He called me this morning – he compared your license photo to.