We were both a little surprised at the hotel when my father handed me the keycard to one room, and he and her father grabbed cards for the other one. ...hen I looked at him questioningly, he said, "One room has one bed, and the other has two. I don't feel like sleeping with you, and I'm sure your fiancée doesn't want to sleep with her father."She reached out and took the keycard out of my hand, laughing. "I'll stay in control of this, so if you misbehave you'll be camping out in the lobby." I. So I undressed and we got into bed and under the cover on opposite sides. I lay on my back and turned off the light as she slid up against me, pulling her knee over my thighs and running one hand over my chest. I put my arm around her, since it had nowhere else to go.“MMM, That’s nice.” She said, and after a short time, we fell asleep.I woke up with a hand on my cock. I didn’t open my eyes at first; it felt good, but I didn’t want to look into that ghost eye.Gently, she stroked me; her hand. However, he quickly realized she was just repositioning herself, so he just lay still while she got ready. Then he felt her push down as his dick slowly slid up her backside. The first time she just took a couple inches before pulling up until just the head was in. Then she took an inch more the next. And an inch more after that. On the sixth time, Lisa dropped her hips all the way, taking Joshua’s dick to the hilt. She left her hips down with his dick fully inside her ass. Joshua just closed. Again, I ignored his glancing sight toward my feet. Which confirmed my suspicion that he had a severe foot fetish.That went on for a few weeks, which is where I started a few times a day to remove my shoes and rub my feet in his direction pretending they were hurting. Every time, he casually pretends working while staring at my feet almost drooling. One day I noticed a hard-on in his trousers, and it was a significant one.Side note; any girl that tells you that size doesn't matter, she.