What the hell type of alien was that supposed to be?We wandered the length of the convention hall and ever so often without being obvious I noted that... my ugly tails, as Mabel called them, moved to always keep me in sight. I was getting more nervous by the minute.?Don?t worry, dear, its almost time to go to the bathroom.?With that Mabel stroked my arm in a calming manner and continued to lead me around. I was terribly glad for her presence because at least she had an idea. My growing fear was. Both Jody and I need variety and the town is too small for us. We have fucked almost every man and woman in the town that we can find so we need to leave.We told Gilberto that it was time for us to go. He was not upset and said that Tino and he would miss our nightly fuck fest but if we must ; we must. He took us to the nearest airport. We stopped just before we got there and gave him and Tino a last blow job before they dropped us off at the airport. Good bye South America… Hello New. Oh my God. Her feet. As I slipped off one of her shoes, I saw, for the first time, her ravishing feet. Oh my God. I am dizzy. You should have seen them. There in my callused hands, hard from years of toil, was a fragile foot, perhaps size 6 or 7, that shone like the sunrise. I was touching the softest skin ever, and her toes appeared faultless in stature and prominence, painted the colour of Dorothy’s ruby red shoes. Slowly but deliberately I leaned forward and kissed her large toe – without. Amber closed her eyes and leaned her head against Tom's chest. She was embarrassed by how easily she allowed him to do this to her, but at the same time she couldn't stop herself. It felt so good. "You like that, huh?" She nodded against him. He replied by squeezing her large breast and pushing a finger slowly into her dripping pussy. "Ah!" Amber gasped as she felt his finger gingerly probing inside her. She found herself moving her back and forth against his hand. She reached and clutched his.