He’d gone to some effort to set this up, and I was enjoying it already. The lack of sight just seemed to sharpen my other senses, and I tried to wor... out where in the room I was. “Don’t move,” he said softly, and I stood still, swaying slightly. I didn’t feel quite steady, and almost toppled over when I felt his hand on my foot, slipping off my left shoe. I steadied myself on his arm while he removed the other. The carpet felt warm and soft under my bare feet. I wriggled my toes. Then my. God, he wished he was wearing the tight knee length skirt and nottrousers."It would look good on you," Sabrina suddenly said.He turned, shocked. Not knowing what to do with the skirt, he simply heldonto it, still in front of his legs."No, I-" I'm not joking. You've got a pretty good figure. Quite girlish,actually."He started to blush. And get hard."I'd like to see you in it," she said, her voice dropping to a sexywhisper. Then she raised a hand to her cheek. "Oh, I can't believe I saidthat,". But just when she really started to get into it, she heard Ron say, "What was that, honey? Did you say something to me?" Apparently he was responding to her far too loud "No fair! Two on one!" comment some moments before. Or he might have heard her increasingly urgent sexual "Mmmm!" noises.Susan wasn't sure if any part of her body was above the table edge, but she suspected the top of her head or her ass might be. She tried to duck down further as best she could, and in the process of bringing. .. The thrill of soapy hands gliding over my flat belly interrupts my thoughts. They dip into my belly button then slide down over each hip to my long legs. They linger at my feet and a smile lifts my full lips at the incredibly erotic wave that is washing over me as your strong hands firmly massage my feet. This is my favorite part. My feet. You know that nothing turns me on more than a foot massage. It's like there is a direct nerve from my feet to my pussy and you know just how to stimulate.