Kelly was a dream and he was a very sexual man. It was going to be so hard to refuse her.She just laughed at Dad and motioned for him to scoot over. K...elly was lying face to face with him and she wondered where that big, hard dick was. She looked down and saw that he was holding it, keeping it off of her, but Kelly wanted to feel it on her, even if he was her Daddy, she didn't care. "Let him go, please," she whispered with a soft voice, hoping that he would and she felt it against her thigh.. “Lie down, darling,” Jena said. “Let me try to put you to sleep,” she said gently. After I lay on my back, Jena sat close to me, slowly stroking my hair. She bent her face close to mine. I could feel the perfume of her hair, the freshness of her breath. I wondered how her breath was so fresh at that late hour. Jena was wearing a sleeveless nightie, her cleavage and part of her breast was exposed. I found that Jena had big boobs. She was in her late forties, twice of my age, but her skin was. I had been away for a year and had missed her so much but now I was to spend the next six weeks with her and looked forward to many more foot worshipping experiences, especially as I had now been allowed to sniff her feet.Although Aunty Bettie was a very attractive woman she never felt the need to get married again after the loss of her husband, I used to think it must have been too painful for her to start another close relationship, but one day I discovered something that shook me to my. I knew they would have to come in single file one behind the other do to the size of the culvert. But they had enough time to have just about all of them in by now. I was telling Mark what had been reported to me and he was trying not to be upset; finally he asked how I could forget about 45 bad guys coming to kill me. I laughed and said that right as I got the report all hell broke loose and when the shooting had stopped and the dust cleared he and I were having a rather serious talk. Then we.