Even though he had not seen that many pussies in his life, he knew she was excited.He quickly picked her other foot up and started to work on it. He l...oked at her beautiful face and realized she must have been having an orgasm. She was glowing a bit and her cheeks were flushed. Her breathing was quick and she was trying not to touch herself. He was instantly hard again. He did not know what do. He poured a little oil on her foot and started to work it in. He wasn’t sure what to do, he had never. Matt is not classically handsome, not obviously sexy. That doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have a lot of fire and passion – maybe even a bit of hate and anger for having been overlooked for so long?I can imagine him so greedy for pleasure that it might turn him just a little ruthless, even.Predatory?It’s the quiet ones you have to look out for – that’s how the saying goes, right? They’re bottling stuff up and hiding it, and God have mercy on you if you’re there to see that stuff unravel.I finally. Her. Through this entire nightmare he was faced with one undeniable truth. He had needed Elizabeth Keen - and she had been there for him. She had sat with him as he'd cried, prepared meals for him that he'd barely touched, made sure he got his concussion checked, and had held him together. Literally... The memory of her holding him tight as he'd sobbed wasn't one he'd soon forget. He'd been embarrassed after, but she had felt so safe that he'd clung to her desperately. He didn't know how he. We are sitting opposite each other on a train. We exchange knowing looks to each other – your grin gets wider and I can see a sense of devilment in your eyes.Next thing I feel your stockinged foot as it begins to massage my groin, my cock getting harder as you rub your toes against me. Can you feel it? Nobody notices this except you and me, but you have an angelic look on your face even though you know you have got me wanting you so much.I get up and make my way to one of the toilets on the.