The judge extended his leg so his own big toe was able to reach her cunt and gently rim of Maya’s pussy. Soon he was three toes deep.“Tell me if i...’s too much…”“I’ve got all the photos I need,” Maya thought, “but god, does he stretch my pussy nicely!” Before she had even decided to do so, she was guiding the rest of the Judge foot into her deliciously distended hole.Unable to hold back any longer, the Judge spurted streams of warm jism against Maya’s feet and legs.“ARGHHHH, those are the. .. after which I would do a modified breast stroke ... pardon the pun. The idea was to tow her through the water, she would just float and I would pull her along, holding her across her chest ... her breast nestled nicely in my hand. She never said no to the game and she never told me to stop ... we just kept at it until I was tired. We practiced this a couple of times a week for a couple of summers.I have no idea if she was even aware I was feeling her up ... and I was so young I really didn't. Become a shameless flirt. A sultry vixen.Just for tonight, I told myself.My hair was tangled, strands clinging to the perspiration on my temples. I surveyed south. Past heaving chest that filled the lacy charcoal bra, nipples erect and sensitive against the garment. Past the gentle swell of a midriff I knew needed more concerted gym attention. Past the landing strip of pubic hair that led to engorged, bare lips plunging between my splayed thighs, fingers insistently circling the pearl at their. They felt smooth and slightly slimy against her skin, but pleasantly warm, not cold or clammy. Nevertheless her skin crawled as they made their way across her belly, around her back again, and then towards her rib cage. At that point they separated and took a sharp turn to curl around her firm D-cup breasts, encircling her mounds more than once. The tips of the tentacles reached her nipples and started to gently rub them, while the coils began to squeeze and undulate, in effect fondling her.