I pressed the button on the bottom of the pen light and began searching for that delightful smell. I looked up…there before my eyes was Aunt Megs Ba...e pussy… she was not wearing any panties. I took a deep breath and my nose told me that was where that delectable odor was coming from. I could hear the boys still talking to Aunt Meg asking if she had seen me… but my mind blanked out and my finger began to point to Aunt Megs pussy. And it began to rise as if it had a mind of its own not stopping. I calmly said, "Carol, Billy Hadley." Then I waited and waited some more. Finally after the silence had stretched for seeming days Carol's tiny voice replied, "Yes, Master. How may I serve you?" ***** Jennifer Angel was cruising up and down the rows of parked cars at the airport's long term parking facility looking for my Denali. We would hopefully find my ride then meet the others at 'The Mall'! That would be The Mall Of America, biggest mall in the whole wide world! Normally, I would not find. ‘Come here, husband,’ Mary Louse said, reaching for Tommy’s breechcloth. ‘Let me help you with this.’ She slipped her hand under his apron. ‘Mmmmm! I know what you’re thinking about….’ Jennifer put her hand on my thigh and it burned like a red-hot iron against my skin. ‘Love me, husband,’ she whispered. We both fumbled with the ties to my breechclout until I could push it down my hips and kick it away. I crawled under the blanket with her and we lay side by side, not touching for a few minutes.. “Thanks!”There became a bit of quiet from those bachelorette guys, Then I heard something...“I dare you to ask if you can smell her foot?! And remember, you can't say no to a dare!”I knew right away they were talking about me.“Do it, Shawn. You’re the one with weird foot fetish...And she is smoking hot! Come on, before you get married!”Another guy spoke up. “Yeah, are you really going to let this pass? You know you can only smell and suck one pair of feet after your married!”The whole table.