Running my hands up his legs, all while cleaning each and every toe, sucking on it like it was a sign of my oral gratification to come. The feel of hi...s hand on the top of my head while I steady clean his feet after a long hard day, smelling the scent of overworked. And what of my hard day, what would come of it?Pulled up and over his knee, I feel my day unfold with every stroke of his hand across my bare bottom. The sting of his ringed fingers, across my taunt butt. Over and over again, feeling. "I was supposed to meet your Mom for a tennis date. But Rick, what have you been up to dripping all over the floor? By the way, you are looking pretty buff. I'll bet the girls are all over you at school." Vicki was 45, and trimmed and toned with that ever present sexual predator look. In other words she was a MILF, standing there in her short tennis skirt and and a low cut top stretched tightly across her 34 C chest with the nipples popping out demanding attention. "Vicki, you look terrific.. You've been with women?" Oh, yes. Several. I'm sorry, does it bother you that I'm bisexual? I thought you knew." No, it doesn't bother me," she murmured, still rubbing my shoulders. Her hands moved forward to rub my upper chest. "In fact, I think I might be bisexual, too. I think about women a lot. Sometimes I fantasize about women when I'm getting oral from a guy. I imagine it's a girl." Her hands moved lower on my chest, still kneading.She's about to touch my breasts! I thought. I'd never. No matter. She continued talking, and the more she talked the more flushed I became. "She does have a killer body and those tits are amazing. But don't be fooled by her nice, wholesome facade, she has a dirty little secret that would blow your mind." With my curiosity piqued, I turned my head slightly, beginning to speak. Her dark, haunting eyes kept me frozen in place. As I opened my mouth to talk, Kendra placed her hands on my bare stomach, whispering softly in my ear. "Do you think she is.