.., of ... of moet ik dan soms ookals een meisje gekleed gaan...... Ik zie het al, ik in een jurk vanjou.., nee..., gelukkig kan dat niet. Ik in jouw ...leren en dan met jouvrijen. Geen gezicht.'Andrea lacht mee: 'ach, wie weet hoe goed je er uit ziet, goedopgemaakt, wel misschien ....''Maar dan zou ik toch nog niet met Albert naar bed gaan en jij zou dattoch ook niet willen...?'Zachtjes antwoordt ze: 'Ach, voor Albert zou ik alles over hebben, hijis altijd zo goed. Ik ga even naar hem toe.'Ze. It was very interesting. But the ones that struck me the deepest were the ones dealing with foot fetishes. This was all new territory for me. One case talked about how the subject would lie down on the floor and have a woman, in bare feet, walk and stomp on his penis. You cannot imagine how hard this made me. My cock grew and grew. I had no idea the effect such a thing would have on me. I was surprised and rather ashamed. I was young and this was the sixties, before the love revolution had. Look at the veins in his cock,” the girls whisper as Sarah is edging me as she stops to talk to them.“My man says I am the blow job queen. What do you think girls? Do you like watching me sucking his cock?,” she asks with a self satisfied smile, knowing she has me on the brink of orgasm. “Swallow or finish you off with my hand? Would you like the girls to watch you ejaculate?,” Sarah teases as she resumes sucking and licking the tip of my erection as she slides a thumb tip and fingertip along. His tongue folded around her rigid nipple as he moved his body closer. She could now feel her fathers stiff rod on her leg. He bucked into her, sliding his dick up and down her side. Mr. Ellis stopped what he was doing to come up and join her daddy at her swollen nipples. Each man rubbed his cock against her as he pulled and lapped at her chest. Both their hands were caressing her body, one or the other constantly poking at her dripping pussy. She knew she had to let this happen. There was no.