You can’t just force your cock in or it won’t be enjoyable. What we can do is get naked and get on the bed. To insure easy penetration, I’m go...nna put some lubricant on your nice hard cock. I have to coat it from top to bottom if you want to put it all the way into my hot, tight ass. Once it’s ready, I will straddle you lap and guide it in. Since my ass is a little small, I’ll just put the head in and get use to its size. Then I’ll ever so slowly take more and more until I have it all. If. So now I'm torn between taking my ass to work or worshiping my wife's feet for a few minutes. They were freshly painted. She keeps them done because she knows I like it, and I know she didn't shower before she went to bed. When it comes to foot fetishes there are so many degrees and levels. Some people simply like to to look, some are into arches, some toes, some soles, and some even the smell. Me, I'm all the above and then some. So with me knowing she didn't shower before bed, i was so. He's clearly delighting at having two of the most gorgeous girls I have ever seen, industriously working on his huge cock with their lips and fingers. It's a sight that leaves me agape, until men taking their seats in the row in front of me temporarily interrupt it. I was so transfixed, I hardly notice the rather portly man shuffling along the back row to take his place right next to my seat. Having so many empty seats to choose from, why is it he has to crowd me in and sit next to me?Returning. . " She was crying, her face toward the floor. She looked up at me, "Sir, no one has ever given me anything so ... so ... beautiful."The next evening, as I was reading in our dining room, under a mage light to assist the setting sun, she bounced out of her bedroom. Bounced is the only word that describes her ebullient movement. She was wearing ankle length breeches, a blouse, and a short jacket. The shirt was of the light white material that servants had available in the castle, the breeches.