I again bent my head to her service and kissed her foot. I would never live this down! Who would these girls tell? This began to seem like a nightmare...and I wanted it to stop right away! I wished I could wake up and breathe a sigh of relief, but, instead, I had my lips pressed to Janice’s foot. My dick was throbbing.Patty looked right at me as I gently put Janice’s foot back down on the bed. “ You better kiss my feet, too, or I’ll tell everyone I know! I’ll tell them, not only that you kissed. My breasts were cupped and squeezed and my nipples teased. Only when every inch of my breasts had been explored did he begin to direct my hand down towards my, by now, very wet and expectant pussy.As I moved my chair back, my short black skirt came into his view. He smiled as I gently eased the hem up and over my hips to reveal my lacy underwear. I didn’t need much encouraging now as he suggested what happened next. Under his control I slipped my hand down my panties and found my swollen. "Beg me, show me you want this... Let me know how badly you want me to fuck you" "please fuck me, I need you right now please" he grinned as he saw the pleading and desire in her eyes, it turned him on highly. He rubbed the tip once again, horribly slow, some might even say he was being mean about denying her at this point. She grinded on him, pushed herself forward trying to penetrate herself with his thickness. But he'd simply go "no" all the while still hovered and looking into her eyes.. And I know just the tale to tell you. A rare almost never heard tale of wonder indeed about an extremely fortunate tailor who lived quite long ago, but not so many miles from this very inn. A tale I heard from the knees of my grand-ma and she from hers, and a fable that has never even once graced the ears of my former master the King! Now, if my blackjack could be refilled in haste yet once more before Mine Host returns to our otherwise splendid company, I shall then tell you the tale of the.