” “Ma’am, it will be an honour for me to do it. I will lick you shoes clean every time you come into the house.” Then I worshipfully started k...ssing her shoe soles. “Ma’am, I feel very, very lucky.” She just laughed. “Yes sweetie, you are a very lucky mom.” as she wiped her shoe soles dry on my cheeks. Oh that comes naturally to her – to wipe her shoe soles dry on my cheeks after I had licked them clean with my loving tongue. Ok, that is what my cheeks are for. I hope my cheeks were clean for. I got out of the armchair and peeled off my shirt, kicked off my shoes, undid my trousers, and swiftly got them off; they joined the ever growing pile of clothes on the floor. Rita lay back in the armchair with her legs open, waiting for the throbbing knob -- which was advertising itself, like a tent pole, in my boxer shorts, -- to be introduced to her twat. Time was when I would have just rammed my cock in her cunt and fucked her like a Duracell bunny, but my lessons with Annalise had made me. I could see Satish humping his bottom up and down and was squeezing her breasts. It was real funny and I had a great difficulty to stop my giggling. Rita in turn was watching intently. Radha had slightly arched her back. Satish was moving between her legs and she was saying , “Oh yes! Fuck me harder baby,”. By now Satish was furiously moving his hips up and down and it was really funny for me and Rita watching his penis slide in and out the purplish red opening in between Radha’s legs. Suddenly. I should tell you that it is from someone you knowBefore you read this, This contains some sexually orientated materialAnd the potential for a really good fantasySo here's the deal.Find a time to sit down and read this in private.I hope that you will find it interesting.If you don't, you can throw it awaySoIf you throw it away, You'll never know who sent it.You'll know that you have a secret admirerWho thinks that you might be open to somethingMysterious and erotic.Now lets say you read this.