“Yep son, those big ass feet ya got stink—they stink bad”. I shoot dad a grin, and just say “Why don't you lean in a bit—maybe you can smell... them better” with a coy shit-eatin grin. Dad actually does, and leaning from the recliner, grabs both feet by my ankles, and plants in face right in them. With a deep inhale, he backs off and exclaims, “Damm boi. You are funky as fuck ! Jeez I aint never smelled some feet like that—they like jail feet or something”. I grin at dad, and unaware at the. I wasn’t sure of how much or what kind of shielding there was in the building, but there were definitely particles escaping from it. It made me wonder how much radiation those on guard around the buildings had been exposed to while on duty.It was some 1500 feet horizontally from where we had crossed the ridge to Pond Road, but further going downhill in the brush and trees. With the moon still up and our ability to see the energy moving in the plants, it had been fairly easy for us to move down. Nick felt her pussy clenching around his cock and knew he would explode in a matter of moments. ‘Baby, I haven’t got a condom on, I need to pull out’ Nick suddenly realised he could get her pregnant if he kept going, she hadn’t been on the pill for a while because it was making her sick. ‘Keep going baby, please’ she pleaded, ‘I need to feel your cum inside of me, it’s been to looooooooong!’ with that Jess screamed out Nick’s name and came all over his cock. He couldn’t hold it anymore and with. I hit the OPEN button and searched for a particular title. I clicked on it and the story came up. I stood up and turned the chair towards her. At least she didn't gloat. She just sat down, leaned forward and started to read. I went to pour myself two fingers of whiskey, then remembered I didn't have any. Actually, as long as she wasn't a prude, the story I'd pulled up for her wasn't all that risky. It was about a sixteen-year-old girl with a brain tumor who goes to a sort of cowboy resort place.