“Would you be a dear and give me a foot massage? Like in the old days, remember?”His blushed deepened and he shivered as she lay a finger on his w...rm, red cheek.“Rachel...”“Come on, say yes. They’re so hot and sore. You know I always get my way in the end.”Hoping to find the words to politely demur, he took a deep breath, but as the air went in, the smell, now overwhelming, made him snap.“No way! Maybe I’d be willing to do it at home; but we’re in public. Not to mention, they–”“They what?”“They. He didn't try to dissuade me from doing the research, but he didn't encourage me either.Now that the house was a go, Adeline was pressing me to finalize the plans. She was also pressing me to set a date when I'd return to Florida. I kept telling her that I needed to get my parents to sign off on the plan. I was considering a trip home to meet face to face because of all the changes we'd made.My next trip to Florida became a nightly topic during our telephone conversations. "Sammy, I need a few. And I had to admit, she looked like she was doing a good job. Colin was in heaven, grabbing her hair and probably saying all types of dirty things to her. Lucky bitch. I continued to look on, but after that hayride, and this…I was turning into a fountain. My hands slipped under my skirt, and I started rubbing my wetness. God I was so wet, and mixed in with Colin’s cum, I was literally dripping. I rubbed my clit that for a brief moment had Colin’s amazing cock touching it, and a moan escaped my. I gave a quick little nod. She grinned, “Hand me that lotion, sweetie” she pointed at the pump bottle on the other side of my bed. I reached over and grabbed it.She moved onto her knees, so that she was kneeling beside my lap while I was partially sitting up, propped up by pillows. She pumped some lotion into the palms of both of her hands. “Do you remember how I said that the secret to a good blow job is using hands also, and swallowing?” she asked me. I looked at her and nodded. She gripped.