“Hands or feet first?” asked Florence.Connie was confused. “Sorry?”“Hands or feet? I’ve got a manicure and pedicure set. It’s your choic....”Connie hesitated, then shrugged. “I don’t mind.”“Feet it is then,” said Ellie, smirking at Florence. They knew what would happen.Ellie and Florence were already barefoot but Connie still wore blue ankle socks. Bending, Ellie seductively peeled them off, exposing Connie’s feet with their extremely pink soles. Connie felt embarrassed and shy — but also horny. ”I had been sleeping in bed. It was ten am, but it was a weekend and I didn’t need to be up at all. I was a little angry, not a lot angry, and I opened one eye. Sunshine streamed through a small gap in the drapes. At least it would be a pleasant day, but most days in Southern California were pleasant.“You can go back to sleep,” he said.He rubbed my back. Daddy did it slowly, softly. His fingertips ran up and down my pink pajamas. He’d pulled back the bed covers to my waist, but I wasn’t cold at. After exchanging pleasantries, we all sat on the couch together with me smack dab in the middle of them and then proceeded to have a few drinks. I was feeling a little tipsy and decided that it was now or never to make my move. What happened next was one of the most amazing nights I have ever had and I knew that it would be the first of many experiences in the world of cuckolding.I reached over to Terrance and grabbed his face and kissed him hard. As our tongues were swirling together I. Looking up, she smacked her lips as the large mushroom shaped head appeared above the shorts. “Mmm, I’ve wanted this big stick for some time,” she said just before kissing the cock head and slipping the tip between her full lips.I felt her tongue lick and swirl around as she pulled my shorts down around my ankles. I stepped out of the shorts and kicked them to the side as my sister slowly took all seven inches of my hard stick.I placed my hands on her head as she bobbed up and down the stiff.