I couldonly stand forward and marvel at her talent, my bodyshaking uncontrollably, my head spinning, my hands, face,and groin flattened against the sw...eat-slick wall as shetantalized my numbingly-hard cock with her tendertootsies.She instinctively knew just when I was about to spillmy beans, desecrate her pale, perfect peds with salty,slimy semen, and at that fleeting, failsafe point, she’dinstantly bind my dick at its base, corking my eruption,keeping her wondrous feet unblemished, up on. Mum would scold me and pass out on drugs. While Dad would mollycoddle me. By the time I was thirteen I was getting used to my scoldings from mum because she always left the door open. If she even suspected I took a peek I would get a spanking. It was one day after school that my world changed. I walked by her room as I went towards mine. Instinctively I turned my head towards her room as she screamed out. What I saw was a heavily tattooed Latino-Mexican man on top of her. She spotted me and. . Then we’re looking at a built-up inner city street – big shop windows and hundreds of people walking by ... Then we’re looking at a big boat crossing over a river – tourists leaning over the sides, taking pictures... Now we’re on the windswept sea-front of an old fashioned English resort town. Out of season and on a windy, cold and rainy day, the place is virtually deserted – except for a familiar figure of our host, Charley, walking toward us. She’s wearing a big, red, woollen winter coat,. I noticed he was aroused, his erection forming a bulge under the fabric of his trousers. Feeling more confident, I held his gaze as I unclipped my bra and tossed it aside, covering my breasts with my hands and then letting them bounce free. My nipples were hard. I was starting to feel strangely turned on by him bossing me around like this. “Very nice. Come here.” I took a step towards him, but he put his hand up and said curtly, “No. Get on your knees.” I looked at him, shocked, fighting the.