I’d thought that I’d never be able to fall back asleep. Wes (even in his fucking sleep) seemed to sense it. He took me into his arms and stroked m...y back. It gave my sore muscles some relief, so much so that I closed my eyes in contentment and... The smell of coffee could probably wake me from my grave. I rolled over in the soft sheets, my face turning in the direction of the delicious waft. I could almost feel my body tensing from the withdrawal. I needed professional help.“Good morning.”I. ."Do you want to taste? I have never had a tongue on my foot, or my toes sucked on. Would you be willing to help me out with that?" At this point I can't believe my luck, and grab her foot again gently kissing the pads of her toes, then using my tongue I begin to lick the sole of her foot. I nibble on her heel, and get a little giggle from her, licking back to her toes I begin to kiss them, and suck on them. Her other foot is still rubbing me through my jeans, she tries to get my zipper with. "GO on touch them "I say. Uncle Petey plays with my tits and I tell him take his pants off. He steps out of his pants and his dick is standing up , sticking out like a small wooden bat from his body. I tell him to lie on the bed. He does and I take some gel and pour over his dick. As Im stroking him, he is moaning and thrusting his body up. His dick felt so big and fat in my hands. I jerked his dick n rubbed his balls, he began to grunt like a pig and his eyes started to roll up in. She quickly backed away. “What the fuck are you doing?!” She exclaimed. “I’m warming you up!” I replied. “Man, I don’t want to make out with you! I thought you just wanted to go down on me!” She exploded. “Well yeah, but I thought. . . “ “You thought what?” she interrupted. “Look do you want to do this or not?” “Well, yeah but....” I was startled and confused. “Then, quit fucking around before I change my mind.” She said as she unbuttoned her pants. I immediately assisted with undoing her.