She looked so drop-dead, yummy. I couldn’t take my eyes off those buttocks I tell you.So here it begins,She was a little on the chubbier side with w...onderful breasts and a good round Ass that you’d watch twirl as she walks by. She was around 5’5’’ and her figure must have been around 34-28-34. She was dressed in tight blue jeans and black top with some goddamn fruity flavor of the gloss on top of the lips. Damn, If you could look at my face right now.We took a cab straight to the hotel, checked. Keeping his hands on my feet (probably to hold me down when I squirm), his tongue moved up and down my calves, ever so slowly, devouring the cream in long, delightful looking licks. The look on his face told me he was thoroughly enjoying the taste... as well as the tease, when I shivered as he reached my knees. First he ate the two strawberries, slowly savoring the juice. I could see his bulge getting quite noticeable as he moved toward my thighs... This time he seemed to lick me even. Otherwise I'm always turned on," she said."That sounds a little risqué," I suggested. "Try to avoid saying 'turned on' around men. If not you will have them all hot and bothered." Ah, I see what you mean. I know that the turned on means two differen things. It just never occurred to me that anyone would take it out of context." Lucy said."Honey, men are always taking things out of context. It's probably the one thing they are good at, finding a sexual innuendo, where there is none. So try to. Jilly put her feet back in my lap, carefully not touching my straining dick, and watched it slowly leaking cum. We sat there for a minute, me staring and her pussy, and her staring at my cock. She didn’t take her eyes off it when she said, “You can take off my sandals, if you want.”Now I don’t have a foot fetish. I mean, I can certainly think of lots of other things to do with girls. But I suddenly realized that maybe I had pointed out how much I liked some of Beth’s shoes perhaps once too.