Lemuir were a pair, and Ms. Travis lived by herself. Somehow those three had created Claiborne. Their names weren't easy to find, either. They were bu...ried in layer after layer of meaningless drivel. But an intradepartmental org chart confirmed that they still worked for The Construct.I sent them emails, but through the secured internal servers, and all I did was ask that they make some time for a presentation. It was Irene who figured out how to access their calendars and get a request to be. “Humor the old guy, okay baby? Try to have fun.” She curled her hand over his shoulder to prod him to lean toward her. “One hour and we get the hell out of here, into pajamas, and watch bad TV for the rest of the night.” Lips curving up, he turned to her ear again. “Sounds great, but I’d rather get into you .” The tenor lining his throaty murmur made the summit of her thighs swarm with heat. Warmth poured into her cheeks. She ducked her head, staring at the marble floor to hide her face. A. Then I start rubbing and applying shop all over her and mainly I focus on her boobs pussy and ass.Took few minutes to clean them. Then she applied on my body and we took a hugging and rubbing bath together. When we are at the end of our bath and my dick was full hard and she was turned to wall as she was putting the shop in shop-case I grabbed her and pulled her backward towards me and said her we are in bathroom and I have imagined her in this things lots of time and I have to fuck her hear. I tried to grop her like a nympho but she restricted me and stood up again, she took a step back and then kept her golden Sandal right on my shoulder and tap my cheek with that.I understood the signal and took off her heel, she immediately brought her toes to my lips and I like a slave started sucking on them like a baby sucks the nipple. I keep eating her toes and licking her feet, sole until she took off her feet and place her other sandal on my shoulder. I was worshipping my goddess’s feet.