I had her admitting that she liked me that evening and we managed to arrange a meet on Sunday. I knew I was in when she didn't freak out when I menti...ned coming back to my place 'for a cuddle'. By Saturday night I was a lot more explicit about my intentions. And she was up for it. Somehow we went from Phyno to talking about sex toys. She was bringing them and I couldn't wait. On Sunday, I woke up late. My room was as usual a shithole. I couldn't be bothered to clean so I told her that. He watched as she slowly moved up and down, her little breasts nicely pressed together between her arms as she leaned forward, holding herself up with her hands on his chest."Umm ... morning?" he murmured, smiling up at her. The sun was still hiding behind the mountain, but it was, he believed, East, not West, where the sun was positioned."We slept all night?" he asked, not wanting Béla to stop what she was doing, but he felt like he really needed to know how much time had passed since he sat. You press me tight against you, and turn us slightly to the door frame, so my back pushes against it. “And what does my princess want tonight?” your hands stroking my sides. I look up “Slow, and hard please daddy.” You smile down on me, and bring your lips to mine. A hard closed mouth kiss with fingers in my curls. In my heels you don’t have to bend over so far, so you pull my head up, almost stretching my neck. You can feel my figners tugging at your shirt, pulling out of your jeans. You lower. .."As I said this to her I began to press my sex against her foot. She struggled to get away but in the drooping hammock, and armless, she had little ability to maneuver, and so there was little she could do to prevent me from pulling my skirt over her leg and then pressing her toes up against my pussy. That organ quickly dampened as I rubbed it over the big toe, which slid inside my folds readily. She resigned herself to this act, and began to frig my cunny with her foot, the big toe going.