On impulse though I went out with Gerald. I don't think that he recognised me as Kathy's friend. I found out that even a year later he could only come... if I touched his straining cock with my feet. Altogether a strange way to have sex, but most enjoyable considering that he could fuck for hours and used to literally beg for me to use my feet. The sense of power when I finally touched his throbbing cock with my high-heeled foot and then licked the come from the patent leather was thrilling. What. My girl friend stood behind me with one hand to reach down and fondled my engorged cunt lips making them weep with my sex juices, with the other hand she alternatively caressed my big tits causing my nipples to pop.I could feel my girl friend's breasts flatten against my back, and the hardening of her nipples through the material of her blouse and bra, the buttons were like blunt fingernails scratching me. With her knees apart the stretched material of her shirt supported my behind acting like. “You better move quick and you better read my mind!” she said, already starting to move her body in time. I sat on the floor, drunk, and was amazed by what happened. My pussy flooded in response to the dance being performed, two nearly naked, beautiful bodies, coming together at the groin, the separating, each one anticipating the other. They were like mirror images, perfect puzzle pieces fitting together in the most suggestive ways, and the images still stick with me:Her ass shook and rippled. ”With that, he pushed me to my feet and marched me toward the door. I didn’t even have a chance to pull my pants up, so my cock and balls (which were half-excited, like they always got when Spencer spanked me) were dangling between my legs and my pink rump was on display.There were a couple of teenagers on duty, together with one guy in his fifties “A” and the Mounties talked to him a minute, and he nodded. I was standing there bare ass by the gas tanks, those two young guys cracking up at the.