Few licks and she slapped me with the other foot. ‘I am trying to watch some TV and you keep moving my leg. Hold my foot steady without moving and l...ick the soles.’ ‘I am sorry Ma’am’. Next hour or so I licked the soles of her flip flops. It was like a dream come true for me. I had licked the soles of each of her footwear so so many times – be it sandals, flip flops, shoe, mule, sl**pers – I had licked them all but never when she had them on. This was the first time when I was licking the soles. It’s Joe, a married man in his thirties, he is in fairly good shape with an average sized manhood, next up it’s Marcus who unfortunately is quite overweight and doesn’t boast a very big penis, it looks about five inches tops.Last to shed his clothes is Ivor the young glass collector. He seems hesitant standing in just his pants, he must be nine stone tops, he has a pale weedy body with barely and muscle on him. He seems overawed.Joy helps him along, telling him to get his kit off right this. Again, the cock twitched. I smiled to myself. This guy enjoyed that. Even though I had never sucked a cock in my life, this is how I would like mine sucked. Even after 18yrs of marriage, I have not been able to get my wife to give me a blowjob. But if I could, this is how I would like it done.I pushed back down. As soon as his balls struck my chin, I pulled back up, creating that vacuum and brushing the cock-head on the underside. Every third stroke, if I can call it that, I would remove my. Useless to worry about that, he thought. This is for life.Tired last night, he hadn’t brought up anything from the ice cave before going to bed, so he went after meat for breakfast. A little later as he prepared their meal, he thought about all the steaks he and the wolves had been eating, not to mention roasts, most of which were better cuts of meat than he could ever have afforded back on Earth. “No more hamburger meat,” he mumbled. “Hell, instead of a hamburger, I just have a steak sandwich.