"But.....but....I don't want to think of my feet as being sexy or evenpretty. It's not right for a man to think that way. Not unless he issome transve...stite or something," replied Jim."So," said Maria, "let me get this straight. What you are saying is thatif I was wearing your tights and your stilletos, you would think that myfeet and legs were sexy. But because you are wearing them you don't?Come on now sweetie. I don't think you are being truly honest here areyou? I mean look at you for. He lingered for a moment relishing the feel and tightness. Then he reared back and in the truest rawest sense of the word began to fuck her. It was like he was in another world, sweat poured from both of them as he trusted harder and harder. She met each thrust willingly, eyes now half open and mouth agape. The word "yes" over and over as she wrapped her beautiful legs around him to keep him from going anywhere but back into her awaiting hole. They went on in what seemed like forever the shock. There is one thing we’ve talked about,” he stammered. “I’m not saying we should do it, but we all know that wealthy men pay huge sums to fuck light-skinned virgin girls.”Verity’s eyes were squarely on him as he added, “I’m not saying we should, but at least it is an option.”As Cambria realized what he was saying, she pleaded with her sister to do it while their father agonized. “Not my sweet angel! There has to be another way.”After an extended silence, Verity stood and screamed. “Okay! I’ll. She leans over near me. I can feel her warm breath on my face now. She looks me in the eyes and laughs and then licks the ball in my mouth. She asks me if I like that and I shake my head yes. She does it again and then asks if I would like to kiss her. I again shake my head yes and she raps her lips around the other end of the ball and presses hers against mine. She takes off her shirt and bra and reveals her boobs that I have always been dying to see. She asks me what I think and I just sit.