Who knew so many tough guys liked feet? And there were older guys, some big fatasses, even a few cute subs. And then there was Adam. Nervous, insecure... inexperienced, 19 and living on his own for the first time, wanting to experience new things.Adam wanted to worship my feet and suck my toes. I get it all the time. But he wanted it BAD. He had never sucked on toes before, and apparently it was all he ever thought about. I responded, asked for a pic, and was rewarded with a wispy, thin young man. She really worked his cock this time with Marty digging in his heals so he could thrust his cock upwards vigorously. At one point it was going in and out of her so fast that it became a blur on the video! Definitely reminded me of some kind of jackhammer. Also, during this second encounter Marty had Tee on her back fucking her bareback. He held one of her legs high in the air while his other hand grabbed her breast. He knelt between her and she spread her legs wide with her hands so he could. They could bitch, raise hell, or say nothing. It wouldn’t have any effect on their next “excursion” one way or the other. “Well?” he asked, “how was your night?” “A fuck lot worse than I ever imagined” she said. He nodded in agreement. The rules. There were others. Several others actually. And one of them was on both their minds at the moment. It read “anything worn home after your evening away, that you didn’t bring with you, is to be removed by your spouse in full view of the bedroom cameras. So he decided it would have to be done anonymously, but with enough facts to give his assertions the weight they needed to be heeded by the police.A manila envelope addressed to Detective Mike Hammond, was laying on the top of his deck when he arrived at the office. It was unopened and it had been printed with block letters. No return address was listed on it. The envelope was stuffed. Mike tore the envelope open and removed the contents. What appeared next was a shock. Xeroxed copies of a book.