Im talking to you faggot. He was right behind me. Keep walking. He grabbed my shoulder and stopped me. Shit. People around us had stopped to watch. I ...turned and looked at him. I had to look up at him since he was easily a foot taller than me. Being short can be such a bitch sometimes. He looked like he could probably throw me at least a couple feet too. Overall, he looked like a good southern boy. A good southern boy who was pissed. Well, maybe this wasnt going to go as well as Id hoped. He. "Well, get on and do something about it," Deborah smiled.He stepped out of his pants, took her gently in his arms and softly kissed all over her face. His hands caressed her back with a featherlike touch. She put her arms round his waist and laid her head against his chest. They remained like that for several minutes basking in the depth and intimacy of their love."It almost hurts how much I love you," she finally murmured tightening her arms round him. He nodded and kissed the top of her head.. “Think fast,” I said to myself, “what should I do.” Jeff was going to be coming in the door any moment and I needed time to think. I decided that I needed to make some noise to give Julie a chance to cover her tracks. I went back into the kitchen and pretended to look for some glassware, banging dishes to make plenty of noise. “Julie!” I announced, louder than I would usually do, “We’re home early!” I continued to make some noise in the kitchen as Jeff came in the door. I heard Julie’s. . Time passed and I was still enjoying that soft foot.. then His mother said:’I’m going to be late, I have to leave guys, bye Tim, Bye Jack!’ I just screamed in my mind:’Nooooo!’ I didn’t want this hot footjob to stop.. but I never showed anything on my face.. I just said :’Bye ms.Green, have a nice trip’ She said:’Thanks Jack.’ then she stood up and left the Kitchen and I heard the house door open and shut again.. but the foot was still there, rubbing my cock even harder and faster now! I.