I returned her hug and cried in her hair. I had never felt so close to anyone in my life as I did to Latasha right now. When she released me she st...rted to say something but I dropped back to my knees and started to lick her pussy. I had just licked her a few times when she stood up walked to the bed. I was confused. She propped the pillows against the wall and leaned back and spread her legs. In her breathless voice she said softly; “Come to Latasha chile.” And held her hand out to me. I. He was fucking her doggy style pulling hard on her breasts smacking her arse biting her neck. She could see his massive cock fucking her going in and out like some huge piston. She never had fantasies like this not explicit and never with someone she knew. She squeezed her thighs tightly together as she found her little rosebud as she called her clitoris. She came quickly with a gush of liquid something that had never happened to her before. The next day she showered and after breakfast got out. He lifted his right foot andplaced it flat on my cheek, pinning me to the stone floor. He rested theother one on my body. I felt the others do the same, resting their feet onmy body. Again they ignored me as they drank and laughed, and every sooften one of them spilt a bit, and it dripped through the holes in thetable onto my face and chest. As they chatted, their feet moved on me.Charlie rubbed his feet across my face, and the others over my chest. Mywhole body was starting to smell of. ." The sound of his voice trailed away and the silence in the room only broken by the occasional hiss of Christine's breathing.The woman rested her weary body in the embrace of the well-worn comfort of her beloved armchair. She stared into the depths of the flames that burned brightly in the fireplace before her. Her mind jumped from worrying over the daughter of her heart to concern for the daughter of her womb. She shivered and drew the belt on her robe tighter and awkwardly scooted her chair.