I turned around and pulled her up to kiss her forehead and hugged her tight.“Mmm that was thick” she licked her lips and kissed me.I had never kis...ed a cum laced pair of lips but those full luscious ones were just something else.“I am going to take a shower now love,” she said standing up while I was still lying on the floor on my back feeling nirvana.I turned around on the floor and looked at her. She was so flawless; the right curves at the right places, neat white spotless back, ample ass. She came over to vent about her day not going so well and stayed for dinner. As we all sat around the living room somehow we got on the subject of feet, I'm not quite sure what sparked the topic now that think about it. Tiffany told us the other day Dan was making fun of people with feet fetishes. He joked about what would she do if he had one and how stinky and gross he thinks feet are. I quickly protested of course. Then she told us how she works 9hrs a day barefoot in her flats (the flats. ’ What was going on? Nothing made any sense to me, I was in a beautiful woman’s bed, the same woman who claimed to kill me, but I was still alive. I didn’t feel dead at all. She was right, I was feeling better almost a hundredfold compared to earlier. Was that how death feels? She must have sensed my confusion, because at that moment, she moved to the bedside (how graceful she looked) and took my hand, her skin so cold to the touch. ‘Athan, I took your life,’ she simply stated with a squeeze. Alyssa moved her hand up even further to where she was just rubbing my cock while staring at me smiling all the while. She had a pair of those sexy, tight yoga pants on. It was the best camel toe I had ever seen; I could see her whole pussy. She was spreading her legs and moving closer. Then she kissed me, parted her mouth, put her tongue in my mouth for less than a second, got up and walked up stairs, shaking her ass the whole way. She came back down about ten minutes later, and I had my.