"That long! My goodness!" I smile at him, before I turn to Eric. "And Eric? Five years is it?"Eric nods his head, as he replies, "Yes, Mistress." And ...Jorah." I turn my radiant smile towards him. "You are new to our little… let's say family. Yes?"Jorah shuffled nervously from foot to foot and said, "Yes ma'am," in a low voice.I look away from the intense gazes of the three men to take a sip of iced tea on the table that is by my side. The men gasp again, as I 'accidentally' uncross my legs and. Their glasses met as thunder rolled. She smiled and took a sip. He kissed her. The wine melded with the juices of his mouth tasted amazing and she felt the juices flow between her legs as they had so many times that afternoon.A bolt of lightning struck and startled her. They broke off the kiss and stared into the storm, his right arm tight around her waist, his body pressed against her. The thunderclap startled her again and he held her closer, the heat of his body sheltering her against the. Then I saw her foot. She had no socks on that night and so I crept down to her feet. As I lay face down on the bed, with my face, inches form her feet I had a sudden urge to sniff them. So I did and took a quick sniff at them. I felt like I was going to come just from the pure smell and adrenaline, I was in heaven. This is probably when I learned I had a foot fetish and had a sexual desire for my aunt. The thought of using my aunt to pleasure myself got my heart racing and my penis excited.I. Agnes said.Dean had noticed that Sr.Agnes had her eyes fixated on their pubic areas,he wondered had his friends noticed that too.It was Paul who began to lower his sweat pants first,then Jason and then Dean. Then they lowered their shorts.Dean could see Sr.Agnes' eyes grow wide and a smile appear on her pursed lips.He could only imagine the look on Sr.Ethel's face,she had a clear view of the three ,bare,white bottoms that she would be spanking. Sr Ethel slapped her thigh with her hand. "Come.