About every two or three days she would drag me to my den to ask my advice about some pictures she had taken. She was coming along nicely with her pho...tography talent and had some pretty impressive pictures to show me.The most impressive thing she had to show me didn't involve a camera at all. I studied her pictures on my computer making comments about each shot until I turned around and got the best view of all. Cathy stood there stark naked invitingly holding her arms out to me. If you think. I proceeded to squat-and thrust and with my foot so near Kit’s face she did something that I didn’t know could be so pleasurable. Yes, she licked my foot and sucked on my toes – especially the big one! Now I start moaning, and I say, ‘Between that toe sucking and this awesome pussy, I’m not going to last long.’ Kit took my toe out of her mouth long enough to say, ‘This feel so fucking good,’ so I made a bold effort to stave off my orgasm. I did this by taking a break inside her pussy. This. ” She quickly covered up and sat as if watching a Saturday afternoon double feature, pure as a church mouse. The gentleman at the end of her row then stood, said thank you again, and departed. The crowd began to settle down, thinking this was the end. She still had a surprise. After a few minutes, when many of the men had returned their attention to the screen, she leaned over to Him and said “it’s time.” He knew what that meant, and he reached into the bag he had carried into the theater and. ”“She did. But we’re not intimate now, Kara,” I said.“What’s wrong Steve? You can’t use that word now?” she giggled.I sighed, “You use that word more than I do, Kara! I rarely use it. You know that.”“I find that funny, actually. I use it to be naughty, even though I’m not particularly naughty. You are very naughty and yet you don’t use that word.”“Naughty? That sounds like I’m a toddler and you’re going to send me to bed without supper!”“You know what I mean!” she protested.I realized that.