I closed the verandah door and sat on the small sofa that was beside the bed.She went to the toilet and can back in 3mins. When she came back she had ...oosened her hair and went to secure the door locks. I thought she was up to something. So I immediately went to the bathroom and took a shower preparing myself for I knew now what might happen between Sheryl n me next. She was wearing a red checked shirt, tucked into her jeans. She was looking like a bomb in that dress. The shirt was little long. They were just as long as my cock, maybe size 35 or so and glistened from what must have been some type of oil. She had a toe ring on the left foot and an ankle bracelet on the other !I finally broke away from my stare and listened to her.“Do you like my feet? “ She said, now, sounding vulnerable about the question.I nodded and stared.She swung them back and forth in the air, rubbing each other. Sliding across each other so easily thanks to the oil, rubbing each other.She spoke again.“Do you. What an incredible feeling that was. To have our two heads touching was as sensual as anything that I had ever done. His large muscular hands wrapped around both of our cocks and he slowly started to masturbate. I was on fire! Tom then bent down and took me in his mouth. He moved up and down and while I was almost as big as he was, he didn’t seem to have any difficulty in putting my whole cock down his throat. If I thought a pussy felt good, this was pussy squared! He had wet a finger and. I found myself getting jealous of her, but there wasno way Mrs Harris would let me get a breast reduction, nor would Allenpay for it, as he seemed to think my boobs were there for hisentertainment. Id just have to get used to the idea that I would belugging these huge, heavy and uncomfortable boobs around for ever.The hours past slowly, but finally the fussing around my hair stoppedand the foil and rollers removed. I gasped as I saw what they haddone. My long blonde hair, whilst still still.