It was a latent part of him after all; and unfortunately for him...PrincessDee knew just how to bring it to the forefront and develop that kernel ofsu...bmission into a force of its own.Once Tom had emailed the report to Princess Dee he took to distractinghimself with the television and then went and got dressed. Anything hecould do before logging into Mint.com and creating an account helped tokeep this task at bay. He was very reluctant to do this. It was one thingto dress up and play online with. He just wished to run a finger on the underside of her feet. From her big toe to the heel and back up moving all the way up to the ankle and play with the trendy black anklet which there in just the left leg while moving the palm of his hand on the calf of her right leg.Soon he felt that the urge was too much. He was searching for ways by which he could bend and kiss those pretty rosy feet. He casually placed his arm in front of the feet only at just a small distance away from them. He had. They kissed. Then kissed again, deepening into a passionate locking of mouths, tongues exploring and caressing tongues. It was the sexiest scene I have ever witnessed. As their ardour mounted, their hands traced contours of backs, shoulders and arms, running lightly over each other, gaining sensory knowledge of each other’s skin while their interlocked legs started a mutual grind of sex against upper thigh, both receiving and giving carnal friction. Jenni pulled away first, sucking in. "Not much else to do on this bus but look around." I'm kind of cold," she whispered, apparently unbothered by what I'd been doing. "Is there a blanket anywhere?"I looked up the aisle; there was a small stack of them on one seat, unused. I got up and grabbed one quickly, and handed it to her.She unfolded it and started to pull it over herself, then offered one corner of it to me. "If you're cold too," she said."Yeah, a little, I guess," I whispered.We both scrunched into our seats, kind of but.