She and Tracy parted in the early afternoon with a promise to do it again soon.And Laura went home, sexually disappointed and yet still feeling very w...rm and happy. I like her, she realized. I want her, even more now, but I like her too.Still, in bed that night, she had dreams of Tracy, of kissing her, of undressing her. She awoke desperately horny. Only a spell on her back in the bathtub, masturbating in the way Karen had taught her and coming violently, assuaged her need enough for her to. I felt her pussy while complimenting her on the new look she smiled as I inserted my middle finger into her wet pussy. I removed my clothes and we stepped into the shower facing each other. I soaped up her body touching every part as I cleaned her, she then soaped meup and spent several minutes rubbing and stroking my soapy cock. She then knelt down and began sucking my cock, but only shortly standing up and stating that she needed me inside her later. We finished showing, dressed and went. Foster said. Dale slipped out of his pumps as theyoung man pulled up his little chair and sat down in front of Dale andbegan measuring his foot. The man then got up and went to the store roomand returned with three pairs of ankle strap sandals."You'll like these ma'am, they're from the princess collection," thesalesman said as he slid the shoe onto Dale's nylon clad foot and buckledhim into it. He then did up the other shoe. Mrs. Foster noticed the manpaying a little too much attention to. I slipped my hands under the cover and grabbed his hot cock on my hand and began slowly jerking him off for what seemed an eternity, he wasn't going to come this time, not because of what I was doing but because we had no lube left in the room and I wasn't game to go out of the warm room into the upstairs bathroom to grab some hand cream. I remember spitting on my hand, which seemed to work for a few seconds before it dried out again and after another ten minutes of this. I was out of saliva.