I was in heaven chanting 'foot fuck..foot fuck'. Then it happened. It felt as if my cock was going to explode with the most incredable feeling of plea...sure I could have imagined. My cock squirted all over her feet, the floor, making puddles between her toes that leaked onto the floor at the end of the couch.I would forever be addicted to foot fucking. My fetish made me take some great chances. I often crawled on my hands and knees into her room to search in the dark for her foot to see if it was. "Oh yes, she replied, "my son and I are very keen, and do a lot of digital photography." "I take it the picture on the screen is your son" said Van. "Yes that's him, his name is Jake and he's a good looking boy isn't he?", she called out, "if you would like to see some more, just click the mouse on the "Slideshow", and it will scroll through some of them".So Van rolled the mouse and clicked on the slideshow, and the screen changed every few seconds. The next picture was of Jake in a swim suit. In a second, he inserted his full dick in my wet pussy totally. I gave a loud scream which was muffled by his hand mostly. He started to give hard strokes like a sexy hungry monster. Now I know why he kept his nick as Hard Rammer. A stranger fucking me in hall while my husband in bathroom made me more horny and I responded to his rhythm. He was ramming me for 10 minutes in that same position and he cummed in me with slight moan and fall on me.The bathroom door opened and my husband came out.. When the team's manager dropped Wally off at home after that game, and when Eileen and his father saw Wally's scuff marks from the fight, the manager explained to them, while Wally took his shower, how his game went downhill when Sarah had to be allowed onto the team.She was next on the list and no one was going to deny her the right to play. That part of the politics never entered into it, but its effect on Wally was undeniable.As Eileen lay in bed that night and thought about her brother's.